Like the infrequent beauty of a Bakawali flower, the electrical box bloomed for a short period before falling back into slumber. Its curves and swirls danced along the rusty train tracks in an gestural display of blues and whites. Its presence was highlighted by the insipid backdrop of dull dirt and rock. As soon as it stretched, looked around and inspired, it fell back to another long stretch of stagnation.
Will the box ever bloom again? When?
Which state do you prefer, asleep or awake?
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Like I said, if the artist put a little more effort into the craftsmanship and didnt sign it graffiti style, the city would have probably left it there. Plus I am sure he didn’t use a waterproof oil enamel which is what is required when artists get permission to paint electrical boxes. I say, we go out there tonight with some oil enamel and repaint it better. Any takers?
I say they both suck. REMOVE THE BOX!!!! It will be more of a challenge to safely cross the tracks with no guard. Stop Look and Listen!!! Enjoy the Challenge.