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Failure.

This panoramic stitching of three photographs shows the original intended width of the Giant Peace Symbol I began, yet failed to complete, upon the Marin Headlands, just north and west of the Golden Gate Bridge.

All the conditions finally were in place, a full day’s worth of fog would keep the GGNRA Rangers from stopping me in mid-Outstallation, it was not raining though it had been, hence the earth was soft enough for the pegs which would hold the pieces of paper in place to stay in position, I found the exact right spot to place the giant peace symbol, which would be visible from San Francisco right beside vistas of the Golden Gate Bridge. Everything was in place except one thing.

Me.

I was exhausted, numb, fed up with the overachieving Pacific winds, moist almost to the bone from the dampness of the fog. For the first time in my life as an Artist, I walked away. I couldn’t finish what I started.

This is what failure looks like.

THIS is what success looks like.

…and is what ‘failure‘ was supposed to look like…except instead of on the hill side beside Toronto’s second busiest highway, ‘failure’ had it not been, would [sic] be right beside hwy 101, beside the Golden Gate Bridge…

failure.

:-/

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Bay Area Psychogeography Walk

Thursday July 7, 2005
6:30 pm
Meet at North East corner of 4th and University
Berkeley, California
Take # 51 Bus from Downtown Berkeley BART Station

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He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It. He Beat It.

Andre White, drove down to Santa Maria, unhinged the licence plate from his car, looped it around his neck and garnered the first 4 seconds of his fifteen minutes of fame courtesy of CourtTV (tv image capture courtesy of Philly based Dave’s life like weeds blog).

I met Andre at an ARCO station in Fremont, California as we both were filling up back in January. He was happy to allow me to snap photos of his car and ‘MICL JXN‘ front plate upclose. He smiled the entire time.

Meanwhile back at the ranch, aka my ‘puter, I was without internet access, again, [begin Homer Simpson voice] lousy comcast [/end Homer Simpson voice], hence I wasn’t able to post these photos at the very instant the verdict was read aloud as I had intended to since snapping these shots back in January [/end run-on-sentence a la Homer Simpson].

Here’s another view posted on flickr:

I found Dave’s lifelikeweeds blog in Philly after googling ‘MICL JXN’ et voila, blog ping pong at its finest: my very own four seconds of fame.