One of the many things I love about New York City is the sheer volume of paper that's plastered everywhere — the advertisements, posters, political screeds and event flyers of the city's 8.2 million inhabitants (with graffiti and doodles layered in for good measure).
And it's all truly ephemeral. The appearance of a wall, sheet of plywood or light pole changes daily, as new things are plastered down and old ones are partially torn off or obscured.
To me, the scenes can be art. Even if they're gone the next day.
So here is the "artwork" that I discovered with my camera on a single night's stroll through Brooklyn. These images might not be everyone's cup of tea. But I find them, just like the everyday ephemera that is featured throughout this site, to be worthwhile records of who we are and the marks we leave behind.
The Train
Computer Age
Any Port in a Storm
Pareidolia1
Collage1
(You definitely want to click on this one to see the larger image. This size doesn't do it justice.)
(A closeup of some of the dozens of faces within this one.)
His Shadow Lingers1
Footnote
1. Is that a moray eel or the Alien creature in the upper right?
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