Right here on campus, in the stairwells of that soul-sucking shrine to knowledge that is Butler, a gritty world of illicit graffiti rages on. Existential angst, poetic musings, and sexual thirst are dominant themes in the modern art gracing Butler's walls. Our gifted minds take criminal scrawling and make it art. I spent a couple hours perusing this gallery of modern art, and took several photos for your viewing pleasure:
Stunning. This piece moves beyond the generic "turnip on wheels" dick drawing, and instead creates a masterful statement on the oppressive practices of dicktatorships.
Say it out loud.
Spend too many hours checking out the hot table in 209 without getting any? Walk past it and smile.
Beautiful depiction of every student's 3 a.m. still-in-the-library fantasy: true love in the stairwell.
But it looks like some people do get lucky (specifically, on the floor of Stairway W).
Yet another example of feelings not being an accurate reflection of reality. Or perhaps everyone at this school does know what these strange hieroglyphics mean, and I'm just way out of the loop.
Editor's note: The truth is, a lot of people on campus do know Hebrew. No idea what "Sharmuta" means, though.
Does anyone really know??
Perhaps my favorite motif, the "pineapple man" dances on several walls and pipes in and around campus. We may never understand the meaning of this gyrating fruit, but the juxtaposition of its spiky exterior and juicy sweet interior will always make us ponder the deeper meanings of life. Or something like that.
Michal Tolk is a first-year in Columbia College. When she's feeling edgy she sometimes likes to write haikus on paper airplanes and throw them at grad students.
