Art on Route #90

It's not right there at the bus stop.  You have to wander down the alley between the red brick Pride Prep and the structure next door, toward the train tracks that lay beyond the chain link fence and the slothful river further yet.  Even then, when you see it for the first time you probably won't notice it.  But after moving past it a couple of times, it may start to impress you and you may begin to consider which of the students (if it was a student) caked the white paint upon the brick to create these pint-sized pictographs.  Probably it was a student.  But there are others who inhabit this part of town for a moment or a day or a night.  It could have been one of them.  

I am fond of the princess (or bride).  I love the movement of the fox (wolf? dog?).  I think maybe the artist didn't think that his (her?) coil was obvious enough, so wrote out "snake" above.