We spent the morning at a motocross track to check out the grandson’s latest riding progress. The track is off a freeway in a large dirt field out in the countryside, so these photos I’m posting look like I’ve been crawling around under freeways and railroad tracks.
Being out here in this dirt pit in 90 degree weather had a bonus in this art that I found.
I’ve just recently watched the movie, Exit Through The Gift Shop, about the street artist Banksy and the story of Thierry Guetta, and I’m hooked on graffiti and street art; always looking for it now.
It’s incredible to me the art here, the time it must take to paint it, and at what hour it’s done.
I see blank walls on buildings, and now bridges, and think “what a pity”.