Ode to the Cold (stolen from j.p. hart)

dear j,p.,

one of my students from last semester knows the artist who tags using the ‘hart’ font from my last post. These are examples of the current work of that artist. The tags on the bus stop signs are on the same block, one for each direction

such that

If you are driving/riding, the eyes catch yours as you travel up or down the avenue. 

This bus stop shelter tag is near downtown. 

The tag on the ‘road work’ sign was a little different; you need a reason to turn down that street. Lucky me.

I like how what appears to be a halo shape from earlier echoes in these...


I stole, blatantly and without regret
from a comment you made earlier.

I leave what’s left
here on your step.

Ode to the Cold (and to rita and cap’n will and to nana)

Returned rusty
Not the good ol’ days of sights
Sounds, far away

Pool cues, beers, the blues
Fake panels over most walls
Only white heads, some dead, most alive, hung in halls

More stars than Los Cruces heaven
Falling spreading flat light
On dust on ice
On lilacs with child

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Comment by Rodney Roe on January 12, 2018 at 4:18am

The word "tag" threw me.  I'm used to the Facebook meaning.  This is the old school graffiti form of tagging.

Comment by catch-22 on January 13, 2018 at 2:59pm

Hallo, Rodney, thanks for stopping in! Yes, this is the artwork of tagging, old school graffiti all the way. It’s an antidote to gentrification! When I first noticed, all I saw was ‘hart’ and a small halo over the ‘a’. There was, briefly, a beautiful, compelling manifesto on a piece of street repair equipment. Then ‘WATR’ appeared. That is to say, I started seeing what had been there for weeks. I thought ‘WATR’ was in response to the Dakota pipeline but my student knew that artist as well and said that’s not what it’s about. Anyway, whoever produces ‘hart’ is now into abstract faces and I’m obsessed. The spaces used, the publicity of it (so far, all tags are on gov’nt property, the metal boxes that house electrical grids for a small barrio, bus stops, city owned garbage containers and construction signs) and the privacy of it (the identity of the artist is out there if you know what to look for and how to read but that process feels even more obscure). Anyway, I’m hooked, because it first made me think of j.p. And about improvement...to some graffiti is vandalism, to me it’s art, it’s that old school hope. 

Comment by Rodney Roe on January 13, 2018 at 3:44pm

I have seen some stunning tagging on the sides of boxcars.

Some time back Jonathan Wolf man posted pictures of graffiti on a building on his commute.  It was impressive.

In my old age I have come to understand that 'taggers' are not wasting their talents.

Comment by J.P. Hart on January 14, 2018 at 11:14am

dear catch-22,

call blue halo sun
dank sand, star-rise, wanderlust
hey when is it May?

Comment by Rodney Roe on January 14, 2018 at 12:14pm


Leaden skies, bone chill

Hummingbirds and butterflies

Flutter through our dreams

Comment by catch-22 on January 14, 2018 at 2:18pm

We’ll get our hands on
The sweet dancing waist of May
After winter’s cake

Comment by koshersalaami on January 14, 2018 at 3:31pm

Knock knock

Comment by Rodney Roe on January 14, 2018 at 6:26pm

who's there

Comment by koshersalaami on January 14, 2018 at 7:44pm


Comment by catch-22 on January 14, 2018 at 8:53pm

dat you, haiku? 

(jokes are appreciated and welcome, kosh. care to lay down a line or two as well?)


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