However much we hate graffiti, we remember the Berlin Wall. The Communist side was spotless, guarded with machine guns, while the Western side was redeemed with aerosol-sprayed symbols, words, figures, and signatures, a place where people, mostly young men not yet conformed, made their defiant marks. I would like to say the artwork was glorious, bold, and expressive. What I will say is that freedom is rarely pretty.
Photo of a bright red swash spray-painted on the white slats of a chain-link fence, American Street, Philadelphia, PA.
Photo and prayer 2016 by Danny N. Schweers