When I go out and take pictures of art, the kind of art that people leave on the sides of walls and in bus stop shelters and sometimes on the sidewalk I don’t know what I’m hoping to see.
I guess I’m looking for a story.
I guess I’m looking for answers, for inspiration, maybe even a little mystery.
In the message left behind by the artists I guess I’m looking for my own way to be heard.
Daily Post Prompt: Magnet