In my country this kind of art it is named graffiti, and I see all over the wall of underground tunnels. Having grown up I rarely, if ever, bothered to pay much attention to graffiti. Generally it was something I prefered to ignore since so much\of it tends to be messy, ugly scribbling left behind by wanna-be taggers and gang- bangers. I don’t know when my curiosity became piqued and my attitude changed, but suddenly I began to take more notice and to look closer at these blotches of color almost jumping off the walls at me and slapping me in the face. My once offended eyes became less narrow, and within the riot of colors I saw real beauty and talent. I always expect to see street art when driving around the city. It is a normal part of the urban landscape.
However, while on a hike in a wilderness area it is always a jarring surprise to find it in the most unexpected place.The sad part is that most, if not all, of these very talented and creative artists will probably never be known for the beauty and life they have given these gray concrete walls.
RE: Christmas midnight- SPRAY PAINT ART -by skeach