It was your 21st birthday. It was dark, drizzling a bit, and you had just finished a sumptuous dinner with your closest friends at Six Acres, a cozy restaurant whose storefront faces the rear of Gassy Jack’s statue, the founder of the part of town that continues to bear his name. Leaving the restaurant, a sweet accordion music assails you, and you recognize it as being part of the Valse of Amélie, a leitmotif from a classic French movie about a girl so altruistic she almost abandons her own happiness for the happiness of others.
This was the kind of atmosphere around you as you walk down the road with your friends to get home. Happy, thoughtful, but carefree, with alcohol buzzing through your veins. Perhaps you were a little more out of it than usual, but when you saw it, you stopped, you took a picture. Two pictures, actually.
And those were the only two pictures you took that night.
Not being from East Van or even hanging around the Gastown area much, this was the first incidence of the famous “Shark” tag that I’ve encountered in the flesh. I have been around a few times right after they have been buffed though, with the outline clearly showing due to the poor paint job.
I love it when artists work around existing elements in the environment. It makes everything seem more cohesive and natural, like they belong there. Personally, I consider this art and not graffiti. The window looks way better with it there!