compounding random beauty

Ok, so this isn't exactly random. Someone painted the heart there on purpose, but who cares. It's so beautiful and distressed and deteriorating that it takes on that feeling of rich surprise that I love so much about this kind of thing. It's like there is some underlying narrative that reveals itself within a city. One person does something for commercial reasons, another adds to it for the art of it. And then nature erodes the clarity, softening and burnishing the collective results. Fabulous!