Extinguished

flames.jpgThe flames have been extinguished, a reminder of how it was just paint on the wall. Temporary. Ephemeral. A suspended series of moments or weeks or months or years for each and every work of art where we are reminded to stand in awe and admiration, never taking it for granted. New art is there, and it’s good. But my judgment of good regarding public art doesn’t necessarily matter. See Feed the Birds, Tuppence a Bag for why. (If interested, see more photos from A Streetcar Named Aspire here, and more public art here.)

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