The fact that an authority was calling this "art" made the rightwing go nuts. Our local art critic did a story on the evening. A few weeks back we got together with a local marching band and displayed on the iconic Milwaukee Art Museum pedestrian bridge. More and more people drop by for the Bridge Parties, and as the weather gets nicer, I predict some great times. This social aspect has become, in my mind, the most powerful part of the project.
People drive a long way to join us, or walk up from their neighborhood, curious as to what we are doing, and end up spending the evening on the overpass. Our list of volunteers grows, and we have more and more people willing to coordinate events in diverse parts of the state. As word has gotten out, we find it easier and easier to recruit Holders of the Lights for our Bridge Parties. The rightwing hates us, the leftwing joins us in real space and in spirit. The sight of people hovering over the highway is a powerful symbol of our presence, of the visibility of the 47 percent of the citizens who didn't elect Scott Walker, but who have been entirely ignored in the radical governance of the last year. Passersby in cars below (thousands of people per hour) look up and see people behind the letters, standing in the cold night air, caring enough about something to get off their asses and represent. This physical occupation shifts the message from signage to witness, from advertising to testimonial. OLB began with a small group of Holders of the Lights - folks who would show up at a designated overpass on a designated evening, and would stand in the cold and snow and wind.
Our new constraints necessitated a holder for every sign, which ended up to help us define our operating system.
The officer suggested we not even lean the signs against the fence in order to allay the hundreds of complaint calls that were flooding their switchboard. Having only a few people to help, we had bungie corded a couple of the signs to the fencing. We had our first attack that night, and when the policeman finally came, he let us know that we couldn't affix anything to the overpasses. We scaled up the letters, spelled out RECALL, occupied our first freeway, and The Overpass Light Brigade was born. It was fully dark during rush hour, and we set our sights to the numerous pedestrian overpasses that are scattered around Milwaukee.
#Wisconsin overpass driver#
The car was nearly demolished, but somehow the driver was found uninjured, conscious and composed.After a few events with our new sign, we continued to talk about tactics of visibility. The driver responded saying, "I'm really bad with directions, so I put everything in my phone and I follow the directions." "Ma'am, can you tell me where you were coming from," the officer said. When officers arrived at the scene, Gold couldn't answer how she got there. WISCONSIN - A harrowing story of a Wisconsin woman who's lucky to be alive.Īccording to the report, she called her boyfriend instead of 911, and waited more than an hour-and-a half before a passerby noticed the smashed car and notified police.
DOT cameras recorded the moment when Kelsey Gold, of Milwaukee, crashed through an interstate ramp and flew off an overpass.
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