“Art is not a crime.”
I can’t draw, I still finger-paint, I can’t sculpt or glass blow. But make no mistake about it, I AM AN ARTIST. So are you. We all are. We create every day. Every thought is a work of art, every dream, wish or hope. The way you choose to show up in the world is your masterpiece. The world notices and appreciates what you bring and how you rock it.
My office cube is “decorated” with printed out street art, otherwise known as graffiti. My cubicle looks like a subway train. And I love it.
Today, Tall Handsome Son and I took a tour of this city on the lookout for street art and this is what we found: