1(800) JIM JOE

One of the first things I noticed when I moved into my Lower East Side dorm was the graffiti openly displayed on walls, buildings, roofs, etc. From my window, one piece in particular stands out to me. JIM JOE written in plain black print. ‘Does this even qualify as graffiti?’ I thought to myself. A sense of curiosity grew in me every time I saw his paint had touched another location. Sometimes its just his name, sometimes a message attached. His sometimes inspirational but most of the time disturbing writings have left an indelible mark on New York City. I had to google….

What am I doin – JIM JOE

I need some help – JIM JOE

Don’t fall in love don’t smoke weed – JIM JOE

Did you even realize? -JIM JOE

This is kind of a nice table – JIM JOE

Justin Beiber and JIM JOE

JIM JOE has his own website, blog, and twitter which is updated from his iPhone. Could the guy I pegged as an absolute lunatic actually be a fully functioning human? Reading about him has not only left my questions unanswered but has sparked even more questions and heightened my interest in JIM JOE. Who the hell is this guy and what is he telling us? Its all around me in simple writing but I just don’t know.