I've been suffering some serious cabin fever since the H1N1 reared it's pinhead and was well enough today to go for a walk. Since I haven't actually bonded with my 10 month or so new neighborhood I decided to take in the sights that are all around my home. Since I've been here I've realized this place is like no other I've seen before. Out of necessity I've traded the woods and wildlife I crossed paths with everyday for... other things.
In this new place I seem to be surrounded by oddities of human nature. Expressions of self on this man made terrain.
Philosophers wax poetic on concrete, anarchists speak with paint, sharpies author introspection, politics are pictorial and wool replaces words.
Kind of wild.
The one above is very political against the Olympics and a slew of other things all wrapped up into one mural. Very creative message to the people.
My neighborhood reminds me that art doesn't need canvas or university degrees. It's our very breath.