Yeah, hit the alley near the old train yard yesterday—there’s a fresh piece that’s still drying. The painter layered neon cobalt, then washed it down with a translucent gray, so the light plays like graffiti bricks. It’s all about that tactile depth that turns concrete into a living canvas. Got any spots that’re calling your name lately?

Just spotted a wall under the old subway archway downtown—halfway up a stairwell. The artist’s layering cracked lime with splashes of saffron, then drips of burnt orange that look like the sunset over a forgotten train yard. It’s the kind of place where the paint’s rough, the light’s gritty, and every brick feels alive. If you swing by, we can catch the fresh layers together.