Graffiti.
Destruction
Defacement
….or art?
Where does one begin
And the other takeover
In the mind
In the emotions
In the thoughts of the one that holds the spraycan aloft
In skill
In talent
Creative expression
Or
The mindless obsession with saying
I
Was
Here
Or
Does the answer lie
In the beholders eye
That sees everything around her as art, beauty, all edges and meaning – just boundaries to cross over
Into other ways of thinking
Living
Dreaming
Being
Richness
Depth
A filter applied perhaps
But don’t we all wear them anyway?
I choose beauty.
Again and again.
*I really love graffiti art – some people are enormously talented. The streets and laneways in Melbourne and many other cities are awash with colourful imagery in unexpected places.
I’ve captured many on my phone and always delight in finding new pieces when I travel.
There are intentional “legal” forms of graffiti and street art and then there are random acts of spray
Either way
I still think some abandoned places are all the richer for having some colourful paint applied such as the one I found on the week-end in the header photo
