Dresden, October, 2016
Whenever a situation is hopeless, this saying gets trucked out, after an old fable in which a miller, relying for his income on the goodwill of his clients, gets increasingly frustrated at being paid nothing, and gives his entire income to his cat, until it starves. This is how the war of the street is being fought with art today. The addition of the fertility goddess? Well, that’s another layer of taunting, isn’t it. Some of these spray-painted images are done with mouse teeth, some with no teeth, and some with human teeth — zombie teeth, really. This is violent stuff, composed over time by multiple, competing artists with a complex love-hate relationship.