Happily, there are more of these posters on the Internet than I’d thought, so this will be a smaller upload project than I’d planned. But sadly, in some cases they are preserved digitally and publicly only because some profiteering scoundrel has dragged them from the archives onto a mug, glossy poster or mousepad, where they can be slowly sanded away by wrist taint and mouse action. As if that’s not profane enough, they’re sometimes emblazoned with a watermark as if the profiteer has any rights to the image!
The final irony is the seller’s location in Las Vegas. My copy has not been retouched like this one at left, and was folded and scribbled on, but one could argue that makes it more authentic. I’m reproducing mine here because if/when these are sold out, the image may disappear when the cache is cleared.
Maybe it’s performing a public service to get these posters back in circulation for a mere $9.95 USD + shipping. Still the watermarking galls me, as much as my wrath is tilting at windmills in a world where Christ is already a night light (but on the other hand, Y_hw_h’s name cannot be spoken and portrayals of Muhammad invite ire and fire). Some periods and some defeats shouldn’t be dragged back into daylight without sober reflection on their course, which is likely beyond the opportunist spraying on this exhumed shroud like a graveyard tomcat.
So fuck you “Artscape Galleries.” I put nazar on your poster printer.
Art of Olive Green 