To paraphrase Jerry Lee Lewis, there has been a whole lotta shakin‘ of spray paint goin’ on recently in Northeast DC. Over the weekend Charm City Streets took a journey down to photograph this fresh graffiti. Unfortunately, the existing light conditions provided way too much contrast and precluded the chance of capturing quality images.
What did 45 do now? What’s the latest political uproar? Does this have anything to do with b-ball? None of the above. We are talking about the tantalizing scent of aerosol paint wafting over Northeast DC for the past two weekends.
Acclaimed writers from Baltimore, DC, and environs gathered for a paint jam at the ginormous wall behind Forman Mills on Rhode Island Ave NE. Highly respected crews such as FGS, HOD, KPG, NSF, PA, TGE and others were well represented.
Weather records show that the first week of January was Baltimore’s coldest start to any year over the past 140+ years. In a word – bbbrrrrrr! Few folks ventured outside. Fortunately, things warmed up enough to entice artists, writers, and this photographer back outdoors.
On a cold morning mid-month, Charm City Streets visited Nether on site of the latest Arts + Parks mural project. Located on the corner of East Madison Street at North Curley, the main mural illustrates the cultural history of this Eastside neighborhood. In the late 1900s and early 20th century, it grew to handle the wave of newly-arrived Czech immigrants and soon became known as Little Bohemia or Bohemia Village. Two
There are numerous fascinating collective nouns for birds such as a commotion of coots, a conspiracy of ravens, a grumbling of wild turkeys, and a squabble of gulls. I bring this to your attention because there must be a more interesting even spellbinding phrase to describe a collection of street art pieces – rather than simply saying murals. I propose paraphrasing the collective noun for crows and say a murder of murals. Before there is any grumbling or squabbling or calling me an old coot, one has to agree the images below clearly demonstrate the artists walloped those walls and set them aflame. In a word, they murdered these murals.
Shortly after Thanksgiving my family gave me an early Christmas present: an all-expenses-paid trip to Brooklyn. Thanks to their generosity I spent 4 days late last week photographing street art in and around Brooklyn and Lower Manhattan.
Global warming affecting Baltimore! Many days this month the weather was more spring-like than early winter-like, and so art in public spaces bloomed all around the city much like an unexpected bumper crop of spring flowers