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Saudi Arabian Starbucks Cafes |
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cutting them out |
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a stack of 32 finished stickers |
It got me thinking about cultural differences, how figures are not depicted in Islamic cultures, a longstanding tradition which has led them to become masters at calligraphy instead. Anyway, I thought, why not keep the siren and clothe her? And that's when I knew I should cloak her in a burqa! With all the scantily clad female figures found in American media, this was definitely a statement.


I remembered a video my brother (political activist, community leader, hip-hop artist... you know the type) posted on his Facebook a couple years back. The video featured Princess Hijab, a French culture jammer who altered subway ads by covering figures with niqabs (face coverings).

My best friend Cherryl, an SF State Art History grad student, was very gung ho about helping me with the actual application of the stickers at a local Starbucks. I knew she'd be into it; she's always been a rebellious, subversive type. I went about sticking them in the store and she went right in after me and began taking pictures.
There were a lot of people around, since it was the weekend but they just looked on quietly in awe. Good for us, they understood Rule #1-- NO SNITCHING. (That's a Boondocks reference, in case you didn't know.) I stuck a few in the bathroom (on the seat cover dispenser, the garbage can and the paper towel dispenser). Then I put stickers on some coffee bean package displays. Finally, I idly stood by the area where finished drinks are placed for customers to pick them up and I stuck them on random people's drinks by pretending they were mine, turning them around and then pretending like I was mistaken. The process was exhilarating, intense, scary and... it made me feel a bit guilty (mostly for the stickers in the bathroom. I'm sure someone's going to have to remove them once they're found.)
This project was all kinds of fun--I enjoyed every step of the process. I'm seriously considering doing this again.
I like your blog!...Daniel
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