I feel almost embarrassed to admit that I’m not a huge fan of ‘street art’. One can admire the draughtsmanship, say, or the use of colour, but (for me) there’s rarely anything that gives any sort of emotional engagement. I can find it impressive on one level, but superficial (literally) and frequently trite.
And these days if an area is developing commercially, but wants its market to still think of it as ‘edgy’, it will commission big name artists to do their thing and so encourage visitors to come and spend at local outlets. (“Turning rebellion into money” as Mr Strummer sang)
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