Urban

New York's a town of neutral tones: the buildings, white, gray, brown, tan. 

 People's clothing tends to be neutral too

so the bling-bling colors of graffiti (suitably placed) are rather fun.

(Here outside a club on 22nd St)

I like the layer upon layer, ripped paper, revealing stuff underneath.

 I enjoy the sort of free-for-all-ness of it.

What bubble-gum colors!

An ephemeral art.

Sullivan Street, Soho and Fashionistas

Walked down to Canal Street on Sunday morning. 

In Soho grafitti has become a rather self-conscious art form.

Visually engaging in a sort of way.

Something rather blue on Sullivan Street.

Fashionistas on West Broadway.

And a very young one on Houston Street.

(See below.)

Distressed

High winds this morning billowing the blue tarps on the new building opposite. 

Performance art at its best.

The subway map on the C and E lines is now an example of altered art . 

Transmuted into something entirely new.

Near Pearl Paint on Lispenard Street the graffiti has reached the higher echelons of palimpsest--or something...

An altered movie poster. Also Lispenard Street.

Another New York art form: the appalling tabloid headline.

Poor A-Roid

A-Fraud

Etc etc. 

Serenity at last in Soho.

Seen in Soho

Spring Street. A real truck trying to blend in with its surroundings....

  Near Cosby Street

Spring Street again and an enigmatic young man.

He would have been more enigmatic still if he hadn't smiled.

Street Philosophy

Went to East 9th Street yesterday in search of spiritual guidance. 

Also found the Eileen Fisher shop.

The east side has much more graffiti than the west.

Elizabeth Bunsen would love it. Come to New York, Eb!

Much to see on Second Avenue for someone who rarely leaves the west side.........

A few light snowflakes. Smell of  freshly ground coffee. Lunch at the Ukranian diner.

A dream indeed.