Bushwick | Sunset Park | Belmont | Borough Park | East Harlem
Unlike their more respectful Brazilian counterparts, American taggers are a highly competitive and confrontational bunch. Big beautiful pieces often last only a few hours before some kid scribbles his name over it, hoping to milk some of the attention that the original work earned. I have, however, noticed a strong exception when it comes to memorials. Here you can actually see the paint start to chip. One explanation could be the presence of a profound respect for the dead and their families. Or perhaps taggers are afraid of being hunted down by the deceased's comrades. Regardless, these things always creep me out. People die everywhere, all the time, for an array of reasons. But when walking through a rough patch it's a little unsettling to see shrine after shrine to dead who just happen to always be young Latino or African-American men.