There is a heavily graffitied wall just north of Isham St, where Isham Park spills out onto Broadway. It’s sanctioned graffiti, done with care and in broad daylight. Some of the murals have been excellent, others have been less so, but they always brighten the corner.
Yesterday, I saw the artist at work for the first time.
I would have stuck around to see him finish, but I had two important meetings up on the hill.
That’s a tightly packed sixty seconds; thanks New York.