Passing through art.

Taken at a legal graffiti area not far from where I live. Walking slowly along the stormwater drain, I find art amongst the tags and trash. Whatever you think about this stuff, I hope you can see these walls hold human made art. Made with intention and expression and context and a physical, real-world edgy substantiality. Reflecting all the working-it-all-out WTF messiness of being human, and the antithesis of the AI slop found on our screens these days.