The Vancouver Beaches are a scene-and-a-half, any time of year, day or night. For a city so enthalled with the empty coming-and-going of trends and trendiness, the beaches afford a refuge for both party animals and navel-gazers alike.  We are reminded of the womb of the Earth mother and the primal heartbeat of the water and land making love, in their serene, unrushed ceremony.

Beaches are also places for murals. The properties lining this little uncivilized stretch of mortality on the west side of town (David Suzuki's pad included) simply call out for decoration for their uninspiring derrieres of concrete and mortar.

So here we present the Tagger's creed once again in all their dizzy splendor.

Some GRAFF is kind of cool just by itself with no further explanation. In fact, this piece is so.  Although it looks like a little "turf war" going on between two different bombs here. Nothing to write home about, but business as usual on the Turnpike of Human Expression.

"Test" is testing the lower limits of our communal perception with this cute little bomb.  Why we like this so much is a mystery to this day.  Alive, vibrant, sensuous and organic is the way I would classity this piece.  Something about the choice of colors that sends you right to the Liquor Store for more.