Descending from the heavens is this piece from the artist DZEL. The line work is a bit loose, but I love the subject matter, layout and coloring. Plus, doing it all while hanging off the top of the building isn’t easy. Amen, indeed.

West Side, Manhattan.

A tale in three acts

Act One

Act Two

Act Three

A series of stickers from a hike I took over the holidays — all posted on the back of trail signs presented in the order I found them. I do love when multiple people all comment on each other’s graffiti. Always have. There’s a subtext beyond any media, outside of any other conversations. The street speaks for itself. It speaks without expectation. Often times, they speak without ever seeing the response or the reaction. Often times, they do not realize they are on the same side, speaking the same language, expressing the same fears. Three different signs, three different stickers, from two different people.

Westchester, New York.

A bit of hand painted fun I found on the bottom of a light post. Eyes closed, big nose and a sly smile reminiscent of the Amazon logo. Maybe that smile is a nod to the Amazon logo. Better yet, perhaps it reflects the feeling of escaping from Amazon.

West Side, Manhattan.

A fresh stencil from the sidewalks of Manhattan. I do love stencils although the cynical side of me thinks this might be part of some advertising campaign. Let’s hope it’s just the exuberance of a local artist instead. A kind of mantra for perseverance.

Midtown, Manhattan.

I saw this dumpster and that face immediately reminded me of the Ferengi race from Star Trek. I think it’s the pronounced forehead and ears. And of course, the color. I imagine it was even more striking when new and fresh. Now though, it’s been tagged, rusted and beaten about construction sites for a while. Bonus: it has a few skulls across the top for the obligatory Halloween vibe.

West Side, Manhattan.

I’m pretty sure this same message has been written here twice. The first was covered up by the building, but then the painter came back and wrote it again. Says something about not only the message (a sign of the times), but also the artist.

Fifth Avenue, Manhattan.

A little star of pixelated art on the sidewalk. No reference that I can recall, but it does feel quite familiar. Maybe it’s just a Space Invaders flashback. I do love pixel art, so it’s nice to see it show up on the streets. It also reminds me of the Moonites from one of my favorite cartoons: Aqua Teen Hunger Force — but friendly and not as arrogant.

Midtown, Manhattan.