Oh well, a piece of Sunday poetry to brighten the autumn breeze.
Same row of bins, different angle and time of day. Located on a beach near kitetown Tarifa, Spain. Ordinary bins, with a touch of artistry.
I like street art. I look for it wherever I go. Sometimes I memorize it with photography.
A little something about the future. I probably wrote it on a cold, rainy afternoon.
Not sure what I meant. I am definitely not a «poser». Not in real life, not in digital life. I just wrote something down, and choose to «pose» it.