Yesterday was an amazing day. A photo walking great day with great friends shooting street art.
In an alley off of Melrose I met a street artist, (boss chief), getting ready to paste his work over the remnants of my favorite artist, Becca.
"please don't paste him there..." and he didn't.
He asked me where to put his work, (which he did), and then he asked me not to take his photo, which I didn't.
We talked a bit more, I complimented his work, and then I pushed myself outside of my comfort zone and asked if I could take his portrait for 100 strangers.
He politely declined.
Whipping open his truck bed, he handed me the painting above.
"you want this? it's not mine, but you can have it..."
I took the painting, he jumped into his truck and we parted.
It really was a most excellent day.
