Always been a fan of Popeye, more for his message rather than the inane cartoon. The smoke coming out of his pipe is a great subtle touch. This piece on the side of a truck. Are delivery trucks the new subway cars for graffiti artists?

Midtown, Manhattan.

I love the economy of saying, “let’s all use the same colors” to paint this wall. Recently painted over by the building owners.

West Side, Manhattan.

Found on a nice white delivery truck, this lettering piece looks quick but still well thought out. The outlined rectangles draw my eye, but I’m not sure I like them. And that tension is probably a good thing.

Midtown, Manhattan.

Artist’s should sign their work and craftsmen and women are no different, which is why this piece caught my eye. It wasn’t just the large signature, but the stylized lettering that drew my attention. It’s that letter style that screams “graffiti” and not just “advertising” or “branding.” It’s also intriguing to think of all that lies within and under the surface of the places we inhabit. A hidden world, with hidden meaning and a hidden history just out of sight.

Hudson Yards, Manhattan.

Spotted on the side of a delivery truck.

West Side, Manhattan.

More coded messages that look to be from this artist.

Midtown, Manhattan.

The masses are getting restless. Of course, I’m also concerned about the capitalization and punctuation.

West side, Manhattan.