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Excellent blog on Halifax graffiti

Regular readers, and those who know me, know of my ongoing frustration with the plague of graffiti tags around Halifax. I've written at least one ranting article about it, and I have a collection of photos of ugly graffiti tags from parts of the city.

Another blogger has gone a few steps further with a blog dedicated to the issue. He's apparently a parent who appreciates some of the artier graffiti murals, but is not pleased with the more blatant vandalism of some of the taggers. On other points, it's harder to gauge his opinion.

He's done a fantastic job of decoding some of the tags, figuring out which taggers are associated with others, and documenting some of the more prolific criminals working the city streets.

His blog is neither an apologetic's manifesto from the inside, nor a derisive condemnation of paint-weilding miscreants. It reads as a rather balanced, curious look at the graffiti situation in HRM, and seems to attract both the pro- and anti-graffiti readers.

You can check out the Tagged and Bagged blog at http://taggedbagged.blogspot.com/, and his matching Flickr page at http://www.flickr.com/photos/47272382@N00/.

Comments

  1. dude graffiti has been in halifax longer than you have, probably before you were born, get used to it.

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  2. ur right dude above me, and its only gonna get worse cause they toke away the pit, now artist are gonna merk way more haha dumb city

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  3. heads up, the more u buff the tags n the more u hate it n kick up a fuss, the more fun it is for them to go n hit up n totally destroy what u buffed.

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  4. BOOOOOOOOOOOO!! This post and website sucks. GRaffiti kicks ass and it's beautiful, murals, tags, w/e. Fuck Scotty. Buff away so there's a clean canvas. Ass hole.

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  5. Doesn't Halifax have a vandal squad or something like that?

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  6. lololol whata bunch of geeks, im a 16year running "WRITER" and have more talent than u and 4 of your family members put together, job wise i clear 60000 a year...and in 16 years our oh so reliable and overweight cops havent been able to touch me once... i have writen or your shit in the past i gaurentee it... i will again i promise.. and the fact u hate it and curse me gives me a warm soothing feeling inside> lol. graffiti is a crime period no matter what it looks like and its only ment to benifit the criminal and piss u off... there is no justification for you oblivious citizens> hate us please hate us. if we write across a building and it offends you good,, ill write on everything i see and u cant stop me ever and neither can our joke police force.. were ruthless little bastids eh... we could come to your house and write on your house car and even your cat and dog... HATE ME>>>> hahahhahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahhhahhahahahahhhahahahahahahahahahahahahahhhhahh u cant stop us!!!

    ADICTCREW10

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  7. ull never stop us, u wont even come close. put ur big ass on diet and stop wasting ur time hatin on our shit, we live to be most hated.

    MH CR3W

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  8. you wanna know why i write? because after im gone at least something i did will remain. after you die all ppl will know is how much of a fat fucking piece of shit you were. fuck you.

    Geso. CSV

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  9. fat fuckin pigs can suck my dick and a special shout out to the dal security dicks run on the tred mill or somethin you fuckin fags ayydubbb all day, always wasted crew

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