Desperately Seeking Kook

So there's an event at The Bell House. You're all like "Where the fuck is Gowanus?  How far will I have to walk?," but you want to see a band/go to a tasting event/one of Erica's meatups/whatever else they have going on there, so you start walking.

Perched on the corner of a particularly desolate stretch of nothing, on your way to The Bell House, you'll see some pretty expansive graffiti along the way declaring that "Kook wants your soul."  Pretty ominous, except for the "Kook" name.  Of course, when my friend and I left The Bell House about 4 hours later, "Kook wants your soul" was screamed into the night (and on the long walk back home).  

Since my first Kook sighting, he's popped up in several places around the nabe. 

Here, outside of Tarzian Hardware, on a street sign post.  It says "Kook is one broken-hearted fool." 

And here, outside of Dizzy's on a newspaper box, declaring that "Kook hates your money."

I find Kook's graffiti so compelling that I decided that I would replicate it when I painted my old apartment back to white before I moved out.

But really, I'm intruiged: Who is this poet named Kook?  Why does he want our souls and hate our money?  Who broke his heart?  What does he apply his graffiti with, because it's definitely not spray paint.

So many questions, but I do know one thing for certain:  Kook owns Park Slope.

Keep your eyes peeled, and send in photos if you see any of his graffiti.