After posting my graffiti post earlier in the week, I happened to run across this picture I snapped during a visit to London in 2013.
My friend Liz and I were looking for lunch near Waterloo station after a shopping trip through Seven Dials, when I saw this space, replete with words and images of every description. It seemed to exist mostly for skateboarders and cyclists. And though I wouldn’t try to make a case for this as high art, I thought that its bright colours and haphazard nature worked really well.
I can’t imagine how depressingly dreary this unimaginative concrete space would be if not for the injection of colourful chaos graffiti provides. And now that I look at the picture more carefully, I think I see an enterprising young artistic type (to the back right) making their latest contribution. Well done!