all right, simmer down, people. you’re gettin’ two today.
i don’t know if i’m “allowed” to call these art, but to me they kind of are.
i love seeing things like these. they’re personal, in a way. because what catches my eye might not catch yours. so they evolve from sharpie scribblings and stencils to a message from a stranger to me.
not only that, but to write, draw, or otherwise, mark a wall is an act of defiance. even as small children we are told we are bad if we draw with crayons on the walls. feels good to see remnants from the other kids at play.