Guerilla Art as a Form of Resistance

On disrupting despair + photo zines as witness.

One of the many reasons I love photographers? We are seers. We are documentarians. We are lenses on the world.

Today, some thoughts on guerilla art and the big power of tiny things.

  1. Generative humanity

  2. What art has to do with it

  3. Photo zines as celebration & witness


1. Generative humanity

As an American living abroad, the thing I miss the most about the U.S. is talking to strangers, its ease and normalcy — most of all, I miss the casual compliment. Hey, nice hat. Great t-shirt. That’s an awesome book. I love your tote bag. What a cute dog! I made a point of doing it daily, whether at work or a bus stop. It’s such a simple, free way to make someone’s day and enjoy a spark of human connection.

I came across this resonant quote today:

Positive people are not ignoring the darkness of this world. They have dragged themselves, painfully, into the light, and are choosing to share it with you.

As I sit in Zürich, watching my homeland turn darkly toward authoritarianism and conflict and violence elsewhere, I ask myself every day: What is my role? What can I do?

For those of us who are not under direct threat: Everyone can’t do everything, and I don’t believe that doomscrolling and raging in online echo chambers do anyone any good. I have spent too many years in soul-draining anger and fear over politics and events outside my control. I’ve marched and given money and time, but they feel like generic drops in the bucket. Time is the rarest and most precious resource, and I am only interested in using mine as richly and effectively as possible.

So, what can I do? I’ve decided that I want to add to the positive fuel of the world (among other things) — as spiritual ballast, as uplift, as a generative force. Despair, fear, and distrust are debilitating, and every aspiring dictator knows it.


2. What art has to do with it

During COVID lockdowns, I started a project called Tiny Free Art in my town of Bainbridge Island, Washington just outside Seattle. I left small paintings, bookmarks, and even handmade crossword puzzle zines around town in common areas, and encouraged others to do so. I love guerilla art and I did this as a way to create some physical person-to-person community joy in a time of enforced isolation.

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