Walking to work this week, this retro footpath, all done in gorgeous blue chalk by some enterprising kids or their nostalgic mother. And, later in the same walk, some love-smitten year 10 had written chalk love messages to her bf on the footpath for a kilometre or so: ‘truly madly deeply’, ‘because you’re mine’, ‘i love ur hugs’. etc etc. And at the end of the trail a yellow snub of chalk, all used up.
Something interesting and attractive about the simplicity of chalk as a tool for entertainment and communication. It’s been years since I used a blackboard in class, and I wouldn’t go back, but something about the low-tech tactile nature of this chalky communication made me smile.