okay, here we go…

so, onward i walked and walked. i saw a bit of graffiti that said, “seek.” and, i did as instructed. i sought whatever i could find, capture, and bring back with me as pixeler artifacts…documents of my day…my perfectly, glorious, art-filled, second-half of my day…my lucky, chartreuse boxers day.

i found murals that had, upon closer inspection, hidden treasures inside…bits of random writing, pieces of stickers, bits of fabric, and even something purported to be human blood, sacrificed for the work.

one of my random favorite pieces was, “je suis charlie,” a reaction to the hebdo massacre in paris. when he first caught my eye, i thought that the little guy was a field mouse, but upon closer inspection…he was actually a “bun.” “i am charlie,” for being such a tiny piece of an enormous wall, spoke to me from across the street and half a block over. the piece reminded me also, of my dear friend, that lives in paris. i thought that she might like the sentiment. 

another of my random favorite pieces, of the same mural actually, was the one that i entitled, “tony the tiger or petunia the pussy.” i loved it, because it’s absolutely flat, completely lacking dimension. it’s coloring, however, caused quite a visual stir. there was no way to walk down the street and not see the piece, it demanded recognition…and, rightly so. one of my favorite elements of the feline, was it’s nails/claws…they were all random, pointy, straight lines, and i imagined a real feline having the same appendages and got a really, interesting, mental image.

i loved the memorial to, “smiling ryan.” “childhood cancer is the real boogie man.” i enjoyed the random panels with everyday people’s faces on them. they were fun and quirky, lightening up the heavier memorial subject matter. the “handmade heart,” was visually stunning and popped right out at me.

i saw two pieces that i didn’t care for personally, but still photographed. “there she is art,” a seemingly medusa-like head inside of a crystal ball, was one of the pieces. the other piece was right next to it, “weird floral thing.” in my opinion, the pieces just seemed to interrupt the nice flow, that the rest of the wall had to it.

as i made my way around the corner of the building, i looked down and nearly fell on my ass. i saw something out of the corner of my eye, it looked precious, and i didn’t want to crush it. once i re-established my balance and took a closer look…i was delighted to see a school of delicate, beautiful koi…swimming around and away from the sewer drains. they made my heart smile.

as i made my way along the back of the building, i was amazed by some parts of the huge mural that covered it. they were the elements that i shot close-ups of…”rattler,” “chief,” and “prey.” those pieces really popped out at me and captured my attention…especially, “chief,” on his horse, ready to charge.

okay, one of my very favorite pieces, was actually on the side of a dumpster. it was my very favorite president of all-time (i was five and i remember watching him resign the presidency…and, i sat on the floor, in front of our black and white television set, just bawling…my mom told me that i was inconsolable and just kept repeating, “…it’s so sad.” go figure.). the piece, “friendship and freedom forever,” really gave me a chuckle.

josephine skaught hairdressing had by far the coolest giant, neon, scissors sign, that i’ve ever seen. it was awesome!! i was thinking about how much i’d like to come back and see it at night. i took my shot and started to walk away, when something wonderfully sardonic caught my eye. a piece of 80’s, lyrical history adorned the top portion of the window in neon…a simple, memorable phrase, “hairdresser on fire.” it was enough to make, morrissey, himself smile. (i looked to see if they had a, “girlfriend in a coma,” sign, but i didn’t see one anywhere…).

and, there you have it…

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