"The gallery at the Puck Building was filled last week with people who don't get out much. At least not out in the light, where they might be recognized, and arrested. Some call themselves artists, others boast that they are true vandals. Some, who have retired to the comfort of suburban homes and respectable careers, or who now show their work in galleries, carefully spell out their names for reporters. Others, who still prowl city streets, rooftops and subway tunnels, don't dare give their names. They are part of a subterranean fraternity born more than three decades ago when the first of them began scrawling their names on walls ..." —The New York Times, June 19, 2000
