Spring is buzzing. Trees are blooming and new art is flowering, covering winter drab with image, color, dream, and something that tastes, smells , and feels like hope.
I found these stenciled and sketched images -- just posted, brand-new -- within feet of each other, just a few blocks from the BART station and near the new growth of a street garden across the street from a row of madly flowering plum trees, pink blooms already drifting to the sidewalk.
I especially liked this bee with its flower brain, stenciled below a quickly sketched portrait of an attentive two-blue bird. . .
. . . And appreciated the fluidity of this expertly executed four color piece, both mysterious and humorous. How many faces? How many mouths? How many eyes? How many places?
. . . And then the One who wears his heart between his eyes. This Beast is a Beauty.
Keepin' it real.
Keepin' on strong.