I recently read an article in the New York Times about residents of Phoenix, Arizona who paint their brown lawns green to avoid the fines they incur for failing to keep up appearances.
It reminded me of an episode of the long-running television show Northern Exposure I worked on. The story was supposed to take place in the fall. It was late summer when we shot, and out on location in Roslyn, Washington, the leaves on a small maple tree downtown were still green. As the little tree was right on the main street and would be in the field of view, I was instructed along with two scene-painting cohorts to artfully coat the leaves in red, yellow and orange spray paint.
It's the only act of vandalism I've ever committed, and I'm sorry to report that while we donned our respirators and engulfed the green leaves in a mist of flourocarbon laden chemicals, I found myself overcome by the surreal nature of my job and almost fell off my ladder laughing.
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