(hackney, east london) Everytime I pass this slogan it inevitably provokes a huge swirling conversation in my head. So, at last, I've photographed it (is "photoed" a word yet?), and now I can write some accompanying text in an attempt to record the varying issues and associations raised by this graffiti, and then I'll never have to think about it ever again. To begin with I always find myself saying "bless" whenever I see it. It is such a classic slice of naive off-the-peg romanticism, which nonetheless is a million times preferable to mere tagging. What are tags, other than public arse-wipings from the cult of "individuality". I am individual, hear me DRAW. Tags remind me of all those reality tv inmates who persistently recite that delusional mantra "I'm just me". But naive off-the-peg romanticism and sloganeering is often equally vacuous. Too often it functions as a vent. Its too often a matter of looking at the finger thats pointi...