• Indeed.

I was walking home last night when I saw a group of girls and guys on the corner of 11th and Pine, in front of the ever-changing poster wall. It was Seattle Grrrl Army of course! A fresh bucket of pink paint was being stirred next to a pristine pile of white metal clothes hangers. One girl was holding a stack of regular looking posters (commercial posters advertising Erykah Badu or something, that looked to be the same as the 50 or so already stapled to the wall in a grid). I asked her what they were for, and she said she was moving some of them to another wall because, "we aren't trying to hurt the venues these posters are advertising."

This morning, I saw their finished work—the best new addition to the wall is the tangle of gruesome hangers dripping with red fabric and paint.