Once was a wall is now “the wall”. The wall to heed, regard, capture and invoke colloquy.
Upon absentmindedly passing the wall, I was pulled back. The metamorphosis has begun and I am witnessing the rotation of art; therefore, I take pause and shuffle about to capture the moment.

From above a voice with deep seeded intensity, drive and energy vaporizes the light specs of falling snow and I look up to see the fluorescent form… the artist.

Ccerning a lively conversational exchange, passion oozes out between words rendering a clear mural of the artist. And looking up, it is evident the wall relinquishes it’s amplitude of space to this form as he breathes culture, art and life.

Being here at this moment and time was an honor.


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