Batsy
New member
This isn’t exactly a travel story, but it’s something that I figured some of y’all would find intriguing.
Many years ago when I was growing up in the Bay Area, I was learning a lot about graffiti as an art form. I found it very fascinating, so I learned everything about it that I could.
One day when I was riding in a car on a highway, I noticed a graffiti piece above the road that simply read “JESSICA”. I wondered if that was the graffiti writer’s actual name, the name of someone they were trying to get the attention of, or maybe the painting was a gift for somebody they knew.
Who is Jessica?
Well,
Several months passed and I spotted the same piece from a BART train I was on, as it rode past the spot it was painted on.
But the next time I rode a train on the same line, as I looked out to see the painting again, it had been blacked out. However, the many graffiti pieces next to it were still riding. I could tell that it wasn’t the city painting over this “Jessica” piece, but it was the work of an individual.
And in black and white lettering, right next to the painted black spot on the wall, the words were written:
“COME HOME JESSICA”
I made a post on the Bay Area Graffiti subreddit explaining what I had seen and asking if anyone knew any backstory as to what was going on (or anything they could share without snitching on anyone).
The only reply I got was from a commenter who mentioned that they had seen a separate tag that read, “where are you, Jessica?”
And beneath it there was a different handwriting:
“I’m right here.”
Many years ago when I was growing up in the Bay Area, I was learning a lot about graffiti as an art form. I found it very fascinating, so I learned everything about it that I could.
One day when I was riding in a car on a highway, I noticed a graffiti piece above the road that simply read “JESSICA”. I wondered if that was the graffiti writer’s actual name, the name of someone they were trying to get the attention of, or maybe the painting was a gift for somebody they knew.
Who is Jessica?
Well,
Several months passed and I spotted the same piece from a BART train I was on, as it rode past the spot it was painted on.
But the next time I rode a train on the same line, as I looked out to see the painting again, it had been blacked out. However, the many graffiti pieces next to it were still riding. I could tell that it wasn’t the city painting over this “Jessica” piece, but it was the work of an individual.
And in black and white lettering, right next to the painted black spot on the wall, the words were written:
“COME HOME JESSICA”
I made a post on the Bay Area Graffiti subreddit explaining what I had seen and asking if anyone knew any backstory as to what was going on (or anything they could share without snitching on anyone).
The only reply I got was from a commenter who mentioned that they had seen a separate tag that read, “where are you, Jessica?”
And beneath it there was a different handwriting:
“I’m right here.”
