Speaking of art, I recently found myself inspired by Gotrainist’s recent “Is it Art” post, and kept thinking about some of the graffiti I’ve snapped over the years. I often really like graffiti – not the kind that simply defaces buildings, but the kind that has artistic merit and something to convey to onlookers. I think some of it definitely comes down on the side of art.
Here’s an example of one I photographed in Toronto over a decade ago, of an angel with an infant in the crook of his arm. It had been painted on a wall just off of Queen Street West.
I love how graffiti can often liven up the cityscape, adding colour and brightness to old, forgotten, out-of-the-way walls. I regularly take photos of friends and relatives standing against a backdrop of graffiti, and it always adds a nice punch to the composition.
Here’s another one I shot last year in Montreal (on my phone camera). I don’t know if it’s an ad, or was commissioned, but there was no obvious indication of either when I looked at it.
I’m often amazed by the sheer scale of graffiti, and always intrigued by its temporary and anonymous nature. I like that it has to mesh with or override the texture of the wall canvas. Maybe that’s why I’m often drawn to photographing it.