Anyway, I picked up the wire and started bending it into a couple faces. I didn't want to throw it down on the ground again, that'd be re-littering, so I took it home.
The next morning on the way to some early skimboarding, I stopped under the bridge again and decided I wanted to put up my wire faces. I eventually found some old fishing line bundled and caught up on a pier, so I climbed down to snag the trash away from the water.
After a cutting couple clips of line, I headed up to the top of the bridge to hang my wire faces. As I started to tie the first knot, an older power-walker lady approached me. She was really excited about what I was doing, asked if I sold my art, and offered to buy the sculptures on the spot.
As she reached towards her fanny-pack for a wallet, I told her I'd rather just hang them, but I really appreciate the offer. "Oh I'll just take them when you leave, then!" she said. I knew she was joking, because later in the afternoon they were still hanging a good 15 feet above the popular exercise trail.
I went back exactly a week later to see if they were still up, and it turns out someone clipped them! My fishing-line knots were still on the poles, but someone stole the faces.
Someone also painted a new and extremely messy stencil of half-closed eyes on ground level. Did the X-Acto knife challenged stencil kid cut my faces down? Did a grumpy senior citizen "do their part"? Did someone take 'em home as souvenirs?
Haha, I could care less what happened to the faces. I brought awareness to the litter that is polluting our beaches by making it semi-attractive to catch more attention than if the objects were just sitting tangled on the coastline. When my wire art was stolen, it was no longer litter, and no longer a small environmental blemish that is all too often ignored. Keep our beaches clean!
2 comments:
You're sweet.
"re-littering"
You hippy, you.
I'm glad you're doing your part.
-Brooke Davis
haha sick
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