My name is Mary Lane and I’m a street art addict.
My obsession has started to affect my relationship with NYC…
I adore this “Concrete Jungle”, you know I do! But…gray walls never make me smile… I’d petition for “Technicolor Jungle” and endure all resulting Dr. Seuss comparisons if it meant there was art around every corner!
Maybe let’s not make light of addiction… It’s Sunday, let’s try another cliché and make light of religion!
Welcome to my house of urban art worship!
Epiphany for the New Year: there isn’t enough art on my blog. I can’t plaster the sad beige walls of my building with vibrancy, but I sure can paint my corner of cyber space however I like! And I will, every Sunday starting TODAY, January 1st.
Now I’ll shut up about it and show you my favorite:
Walls of the Week!
Do they allow visible boobs in NYC street art? You’d think so, but I’m not sure… But they sure do in San Francisco where I photographed this wall and all others included in this post.
Surprise! I’m not in NYC this week! I’m in my hometown of San Francisco where I rang in 2017 three hours after the ball dropped in Times Square.
My hometown is know for being colorful. With sunshine, blue skies, and temps in the 50s all week, I’ve been walking around as much as I can and staring at a lot of walls.
The best of walls. Even saw some walls being worked into master pieces.
Imagine a world where all sketchy alleys are turned into street art museums…
Lucky me I get my color fix and some vitamin D before heading back to the gray East Coast. Hope you all have a festive, colorful holiday and enjoyed these stellar walls as much as I did!