Mitten in der kalifornischen Mojave Wüste ist ein verlassenes Flugfeld des Militärs. Wenn man sich die Mühe die Landebahn zu säubern, wird sie zur perfekten Leinwand für das größte illegale Graffiti der Welt.

Die Landebahn ist ca. 910 Meter lang und geschätzt 10 Meter breit. In mehreren Tagen wurden also gut 9000 Quadratmeter von der Indecline Crew lackiert. Die Vorbereitungen für das Piece waren umfangreich und glücklicherweise wurde die Arbeit mit einem ausführlichen Video dokumentiert.

Eine unfassbare Aktion. Und das auch noch in der Hitze.



When Woody Guthrie penned “This Land is Our Land” in February of Nineteen Forty, the frontier still felt freshly settled and, despite the recent Depression, there was still a prevailing sense of national optimism. Which led us right into the Second Great War, the Atomic Bomb, the Cold War, national paranoia and Red-baiting, the eventual rise of the Corporate State in patriotic opposition to Communism, and finally, as a result of rampant overconsumption, our latest existential crisis of species: Global Warming. We thought, in lieu of all this, that Woody might be due for an update, so we found a decommissioned 3000-by-65-foot runway from an old World War II bomb-testing site, got together a few of our buddies, and made a monument to our rather precarious times.



This Land Was Our Land—both literally, in the sense that acres of remote desert were used up and discarded by our government in order to improve our ability to drop bombs on people in far off lands (who constitute a threat just because they peddle a different set of ideals than us;) and also figuratively, as in we as a species are presently embroiled in the constantly accelerating process of using up and discarding this planet as a whole.

It was ours, and it easily could be ours again. The only thing that needs to change is that we take responsibility for it.

Fight on, Indecline.




Via Juxtapoz