Some More Sneakiness

fromgeetoyou: Love this project by Tara Gee! A true Sneaky Agent Indeed. 

laser-beast:

Gorgeous photos from Laser Beast. Makes the dismal weather outside look magical and inviting. Now,  we just need a a Kerouac novel, some hot cocoa, and a beat up VW van for an adventure.

(via laser-beast)

dearme-365:

So about a month ago I stumbled onto “Sneakylove” … a sort of kamikaze art project.  You could request a “kit” and they’d send out a sticker with a web address on it, you stick it on some of your own art (whatever your art of choice is… a journal for writing, or a painting, or a photo or… whatever your imagination can come up with), and then you surreptitiously leave it somewhere for someone else to find.

The theory is, someone “finds” your art, checks out the site, then shares it with someone else… after they log its found space back on the website. 

I submitted my request for a kit, and was thrilled yesterday to receive my SuperSneaky SneakyLove kit.  (completely with mustache for disguise!). 

And, they liked my idea (of course I want to spread DearMe images) so much, they even sent me 2 stickers/codes instead of just one! :squee:

So after some thought, I finally chose my images…

This weekend, I’m going to print them, write messages on the back, and then drop them in two different places.  I haven’t decided where or how just yet… I feel like the mustache SHOULD be involved though.  It’s only right.  Plus— it looks kind of groovy on me right?

I’m so excited about this project.  I wish I had more stickers… I’d drop so many different DearMe images… it was hard to decide which 2… Day 8 (Mirror) was a given, that will probably always be my favorite… but I ended up going with day 198 as the 2nd.  Even though it was from the collection past the 6month mark.. it was a pretty profound day and image for me. 

Sneakylove came at just the right time… I needed a reminder that I AM ok just the way I am… BEAUTIFUL just the way I am.  I can’t wait to share that message… kamikaze art style!

These are some of the 100 ideas that we’ve received this month from our Sneaky Agents. They’ve been armored with our Sneaky Love stickers to hit the streets and make their undercover ideas a reality. Create you own exhibit by requesting your very own FREE kit. 

Free Lomography cameras from flavorpill. Head over to their Facebook page to win!

This is a greeeeeeaaaat way to hang zines or posters out in the real world. Post via unconsumption.

One of our dear sneaky agents, Hayley, has taken the love international by dropping one of her infamous, super positive-infusing notes on the subway in Singapore. 

If you know anything about notably well-kept and pristine Singapore, you know that they could not be stricter about leaving things behind in public places.  What a rad way to add some fervor to a stark environment! 

Thank you for being bold in your love-sharing, and for getting us one ridiculously sexy map pin across the globe. You rock =)

And for the rest of you art rebels out there, request your own Sneaky Agent Pack so you can start bringing some love to unexpected places. 

Imagine if those were sneaky stickers…

(via flavorpill)

lostateminor:

This is really creative and intelligent way to use something that most of us treat as garbage this days. London artist Nick Gentry uses floppy disks and other outdated media formats to produce good art. Just think of all informations that are integrated in each of this portraits.

Original Article

Sneaking aint easy. I find it a bit ironic that I am anxious about sneaking a journal about what is making me anxious. Perhaps I should pick it back up and write a paragraph about the anxieties of leaving a collaborative journal on a coffee shop table…

It is a pretty simple sneaky project. I got an old notebook, made it look super sweet by gluing things to it, got a sneaky sticker and created a profile for it on sneakylove.com and dropped it in a coffee shop.

The journal concept was to just write down what’s making you anxious with the hope that getting it down on paper and seeing what is making complete strangers worried will make you anxiety seem a little less unique and little more manageable. Everyone gets anxious, but maybe if you can turn it from an excuse into a change-inspiring unrest, then you can master those annoyingly consistent feelings of inadequacy.

I am sitting in a relatively crowded coffee shop and my sneak has gone largely ignored for the first hour or so. The Oslo Coffee patrons are not surprisingly pre-occupied with newspapers, and books, and conversation on graduate degrees in creative writing. And then there is me, mostly just spying on them, hoping someone will pick up my journal read the couple of stories that are in there and at the very least just think “hmmm, interesting”.

But sneaking aint easy. Watching people hardly see it in the midst of newspapers and magazines makes me question the entire concept of sneaky love public art projects to start with. I don’t think anyone is going to leave art in a public place in order for it to go viral; (though it would be sweet if their online profile ended up doing so!). I know it is much more about a deeper impact with fewer people than a shallower impact with many. But still, you want someone to see what you’ve created. No one wants their art to be thrown away.

So I sit and watch it. I am a sneaky love stalker at this point. A girl in camel colored jacket and black laced up boots picks it up.  My heart is sort of racing. She flips through a couple of pages. I like to imagine her brain thought something along the lines of “hmmm, interesting”. But mostly she just pushes it out of the way to make room for her laptop starts writing something. Maybe she’ll pick it back up later.

Then I decide to start documenting this sneaky journal process. I forget to pay attention for a few minutes as I type away. A man with a bag of old vinyl records sits down to read the newspaper. My journal is pretty much buried under the travel section of the Times. Then I see him writing something out of the corner of my eye, that as ridiculously sentimental as it sounds, is almost filling up with tears. He is writing down some anxieties in the journal! Or whatever he is writing, I am certain it is something. His pen is moving across the pages and ink is being poured onto paper.

He writes down the sneaky code and leaves. And I finally get it. That is the point of sneaky love. Some stranger connected to another by a common desire to create and share.

As tempted as I was to read what this man wrote, I left the journal there. I know that isn’t the point. It very well could be thrown out by the Oslo staff at the end of the night, but I’m hoping it’s not. I hope they put it away with the specialty food and culture magazines on the wall and someone else gets a chance to read through it and write something tomorrow and the next day and maybe even the day after that.

I am the co-creator of sneakylove.com and finally fully understand and believe in this concept. You should really try sneaking something.