Street art stands alone.
It is uniquely for the people and by the people,
Never enclosed behind locked museum doors.
It is there to be found, and many times
It finds you.
It is exposed to the elements,
Vulnerable to the whims of
Painting cleanup crews,
And alive like no other art form.
Its inherent impermanence is also its mystique.
Discovering a piece of street art provides a
Special jolt of excitement.
Whether it’s on an electrical box in Boulder,
A side street in Paris,
Or in a cobbled back alley in Taos,
Street art reminds us of the beautiful
This thing called life.