Walking in industrial edges in Brooklyn's Sunset Park, I find examples of complex compositions, and strange and interesting, layered material combinations that show the tests of time, weather, and deterioration.
What was written on this sign before the text eroded?
Here the construct of a frame works to hold blocks of color seen through a wire fence matrix.
It's unclear how these marks were made. The edges and palette remind me of Rothko's paintings.
This is found on the window of an old garage door. It is hard to tell if this is done on purpose. If not intentional, how is it possible to have such an interesting accidental painting.
Someone at this junk shop may be an artist.
"The glories like beads on my smallest sights and hearings-- on the walk in the street, and the passage over the river." Whitman: Crossing Brooklyn Ferry