One can relax in Paradise Alley. Here gentle breezes blow across the calm harbor waters. Every sunset is colorful, dramatic, and simply spectacular. At your signal animated bartenders serve refreshing Mai Tais. After a couple of delicious drinks, you will cease to notice the bartender’s ratty appearance as well as the sketchy old alley cat.
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.
Midweek I caught Meca putting the final touches on his fresh new piece that is part of the wall he did with Rok and Ruste. In addition to the three dope burners, a mad scientist and a ginormous lab rat enliven the wall.