More On Graffiti. . .
Or: More Graffiti On. . .
Looks like an early spring downtown, judging
by the sudden and dense blossoming of new
visuals at a favorite noodle palace in
Little Tokyo.
What better entertainment could a patron want,
while waiting for a seat and a slurp?
For the curious who like to decipher, as good as
tea leaves for divining the future, maybe. Why not?
Then Eureka!
Thought this was a discovery of the first extant
tag in Japanese.
Queried an appropriate passerby.
He said: Absolutely not.
WTF is that?
Tags: Literally, what is that response?
Admirable? Sad? A cultural statement? A mini
art review? Was it a clue from the universe?
Considered each of those while diving into those
energetic noodles.
Much to ponder here. What did the noodles tell you?
Swell well of possibilities swimming about – I too wonder what your noodles told you, Miss Katie 2 Shoes!
p.s. At first glance, and I strongly qualify that quick glimpse coupled with the word blossoming, I thought the 1st pix was a strange large bowl of “grass” for an Easter basket… but alas…. no grass… ’twas some chalky expressions of a group of street artists.. left for any/all to ponder the meanings… and thanks to you… we are!