Hi, I'm Luke. I'm 14 years old, and I'm the kid who started the chalk resistance.

It started on March 28th at the No Kings protest in downtown Denton. My parents dropped me off at the square because I was really passionate about participating, but the rest of my family couldn't come, so I was alone, no signs, no supplies, nothing. I noticed a giant blank brick wall and started thinking about what I could put on it. So I ran over to the toy store on the square, bought a couple of posters to repurpose as signs and two things of chalk, and got to work. I covered the wall with everything I was feeling about the current administration and our government.

When I was done, I left the chalk behind on a whim. I didn't really have a use for it at home.

When I came back the next weekend, I couldn't believe it: a bunch of people had picked up that chalk and left their own messages. I was so excited. I felt like I had actually made a difference. So I did it all again.

I love biking, so it became my routine. Every Saturday or Sunday I'd bike to the square, buy chalk from the toy store, and add to the wall. I'd stop by the comic book store and talk to my dad's friend who works there. I'd grab a paper before biking home, or stop at the library for some DVDs and maybe a book. The wall became the highlight of my week, and I could tell it meant something to other people too. I once overheard a family talking about the wall while I was drawing, and when I turned around and told them I started it, they couldn't believe it. They said they looked forward to it every time they came to the square. Moments like that made me feel really attached to this place and its people.

The community poured so much love into that wall. I got my share of criticism from some mean people, but way more people told me to keep going. At one point I bought so much chalk that the toy store ran out and I had to start getting it from Walmart.

It didn't last forever, though. The weekend after Father's Day, I biked up to the square ready to draw and found two signs and a camera pointed at the wall. I was mad, and I didn't want to be silenced so I figured the signs didn't say anything about the sidewalk, and I spread my message all across it instead. That's the day the police showed up. They were actually nice about it and said it wasn't graffiti, but someone had to power wash it every weekend, and they told me I should find another way to spread my message.

I didn't want to get in real trouble, so I haven't drawn on the square since. But I'm not done.

That's why this site exists. Chalk washes away that's kind of the point. It's temporary, it's innocent, it's something a kid can buy at a toy store. But the message keeps coming back, and now it doesn't have to stay on one wall in one town. If you've made your own chalk resistance art, send it in.

Pick up the chalk.