“Graffiti is one of the few tools you have if you have almost nothing. And even if you don’t come up with a picture to cure world poverty you can make someone smile while they’re having a piss.”
― Banksy, Banging Your Head Against a Brick Wall
Long before Banksy, I was fascinated by street art. Whether it was just a standard tag or not, I was amazed at the way each letter looked, its location, and even its color. Even in my days in California, I was tempted to pull my car over and take pictures of the graffiti on the side of railroad cars. I didn’t do so, but I really wished I did. It wasn’t until I was in Brooklyn that my fascination with street art really came to fruition. The street art there was bright, vibrant and artistic. So one hot summer day, I armed myself with my camera, walked along the neighborhood and photographed any piece of street art that I came across. (I’ll post in future entries.) Even when I was in Hawaii, I made it a point to take pictures of the local street art. Now that I’m back home, I’m making it a point continue my new fascination and document what I find out on the streets.