progIn the parallel universe where I have the ability to give out Nobel Prizes at whim, I think I'd have a whole category for subway advertising defacement. Sometimes I am moved to tears just by the sight of a grinning model with an uneven Salvador Dali mustache or blackened teeth, as much from the basic silliness as the appreciation for such clean & classic naughtiness. The prize for this category would be shaped like a 1930s Daffy Duck holding a Sharpie and grinning wickedly. While he drew a mustache on Alfred Nobel's profile.
Today's winner, though, was seen on a poster for an adult ed program of some sort; the original imagery centered on a glowing brain lifting a barbell, and at bottom had a young man raising his fist and whooping at the sky, joyous of his newfound intellectual might or whatever. Anyway, someone put a word balloon over his head: Curse you, Evil Brain!!
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Date: 2002-09-13 11:10 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2002-09-13 07:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-13 06:23 pm (UTC)Some ads manage to achieve a sort of self-defacement (though I guess this isn't unique to subway ads). My favorite may have been one that tried to tout an airline's comfortable seats by having huge letters arranged like this:
...on a background of a cloudy blue sky. And, OK, I know they were trying to depict a long, contented sigh, but there's a fine line , at least typographically, between that and a blood-curdling scream, and I'm not sure they quite captured the distinction with such a minimal display.
I like your idea about the stickers, actually. I may do something with this. >:)
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Date: 2002-09-13 07:40 pm (UTC)