We Are Goo (Pavel Somov, copyright 2012)

I snapped a picture of this graffiti a couple of months ago, in Pittsburgh, on the historical South Side, by the river walk, under the Birmingham bridge. It’s been long painted over.

There is so much in this: a light bulb (of insight) is going off – “I am goo.” Happy goo. Smiling goo. A blob of living, thinking, feeling protoplasm that’s winking at you with an ironic call for self-awareness from a random wall.

Enlightenment under the bridge – no less.

On Protoplasm (from wiki):

The word “protoplasm” comes from the Greek protos for first, and plasma for thing formed. It was first used in 1846 by Hugo von Mohl to describe the “tough, slimy, granular, semi-fluid” substance within plant cells, to distinguish this from the cell wall, cell nucleus and the cell sap within the vacuole.

Thomas Huxley later referred to it as the “physical basis of life” and considered that the property of life resulted from the distribution of molecules within this substance. Its composition, however, was mysterious and there was much controversy over what sort of substance it was. Attempts to investigate the origin of life through the creation of synthetic “protoplasm” in the laboratory were not successful, yet.


image: We Are Goo (Pavel Somov, copyright 2012)