Art. What is it? Asking quizzically. What’s this?
Silence and peace of art treasures hidden away. Between stations stillness framed by cold metal angels.
Exuberant zig zag of calligraffiti. Comes alive in this modern city.
Like ancient cave paintings transformed to this day.
Like a gem in the mud never ceasing to shine.
Brooding energy ready to explode at any time. Brightens up my day riding the subway.
Same as my craft tries to awaken the hidden and the lost.
Graffiti cemetery locked away in
your heart and mind.
Excerpts taken from Graffiti Cemetery
*Lyrics and Music by David Fiuczynski: Rap Dean Bowman
Photos taken in Baltimore City’s Graffiti Alley off of North Ave.
