I love dwelling in an city neighborhood. The framed art shown right here is one in all my most prized possessions and it's miles a home made desired signal I ripped off a phone sales space down the road ten years in the past. "Found Art" everyone referred to as it then; however something you want to name it, it makes me chortle. Its cryptic and provocative warning makes me wonder who on this planet this concern is and what did he do to the person who made the sign? This framed piece of paper has spawned extra conversations than I can count. I have people over and invariably, "St. Pete Beware" finds its manner into the dialogue. So thank you anonymous sign maker.
Earlier this week, the kids over at WebUrbanist featured a story about a graffiti artist who goes by the name of Banksy and who works the streets and alleys in London. Graffiti artist sounds like a contradiction in terms, but what this guy does what art is supposed to do. Namely, his work shows an audience a different way to see their everyday lives and it provokes a response. I'm sure the City Beautiful people in London would love to see him flogged but I'd love to have him move to Saint Pete.