Monday, April 28, 2008

Eye: Sights of SoMa

"Street Gallery"

The artists came in the night, one by one. Each left their mark on the condemned wall, weaving name and style together as one. When the dawn came, the artists vanished, leaving only their epithets for the waking city.

A gallery of scaffolding, canvases of concrete, dreams as bold and fragile as a fine mist of paint.

1 comment:

Rachel said...

I love graffiti...