About a year ago I got a camera and started taking pictures. If you have been following along here you have seen a few... hundred... million of these pictures. But the first pictures I took were of graffiti. They were mainly of graffiti on a train. I was very respectful. I said: look at these wonderful unheralded artists of the train tracks and underpasses! Like a devout documentarian my pictures detailed the complete works of these trainyard Kandinskys. I tried to get whole, clear, unblemished pictures of their vibrant pieces.
They were very nice and polite pictures.
But a year of Pandemic will make a savage of a man. Or maybe it's a year of photography will make a savage of a man. Or maybe I just ain't no freakin' monument to justice!
So when after nearly a year I found myself, camera in hand, back at the tracks, with a new train but the same old bridge barricades, and new and old painting and scribbling to explore, I did not dutiful record it all like an Art Historian.
No, I stole it all for myself, to do with as I will.
I took it all, without regard...
And I made some pictures:
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