Many days I spent hanging half out the window of my 13th floor bedroom window. Often it was the source of great entertainment! One of the more creative things my mind conjured from that window was my barrage of paper airplanes, each designed and redesigned solely for better voyages! My window launched hundreds of flights over the years! Oh, the cheap thrill I’d feel when I’d send one off on a really long and majestic flight. Many of them just nose-dived directly into the concrete, but those crash- and -burns only made me appreciate the successful trips all the more.
Part of “Anatomy of Graffiti: Beyond the Letter” Show
