That's another set of paintings most of us like. My own thing was about pessimism versus optimism, but I guess you have taken it another level. Resonates with Silverstein's 'Where the sidewalk ends.'
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Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know The place where the sidewalk ends.
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The graffiti is as old as man. If cavemen wrote on cave walls, Romans marked the walls of buildings they had conquered.
In my view, man came first, walls came later.
On the walls in homes with kids 😃
That's another set of paintings most of us like. My own thing was about pessimism versus optimism, but I guess you have taken it another level. Resonates with Silverstein's 'Where the sidewalk ends.'
...
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
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