Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Graffiti art, illustrations. Call it what you will. Look at the fence there, riveting and remarkable. I guess I should have talked to whomever, but nobody was around. Besides, discover this stuff about Jersey City on your own. Take a walk without preconditions. The colors, the lettering, the linear imagery—I swear it’s pulsating. Might not want to walk around here at night, the razor wire looks pretty intimidating and I think I saw a pit bull guard dog, not a place you would think art would be. Talent gets displayed in spite of it all.