BROOKLYN STREET ART LOVES YOU MORE EVERY DAY
We’re celebrating the end of one year and the beginning of the next by thanking BSA Readers, Friends, and Family for your support in 2023. Picked by our followers, these photos are the heavily circulated and “liked” selections of the year – shot by our Editor of Photography, Jaime Rojo. We’re sharing a new one every day to celebrate all our good times together, our hope for the future, and our love for the street. Happy Holidays Everyone!
“Uh, they’re toilet rolls,” Miel says plaintively.
Don’t ask us, we just report what we see. And really, this mural captured the attention of many on our site and social accounts – so it appeals to, or puzzles, many.
This year, the painter, who is one-half of Telmo Miel, gave us the background of this attenuated portrait placed upon an apartment complex. “I don’t know. I was photographing my son, um, and took these from him, uh, with him looking through the holes of the toilet rolls.” The sparrows fit nicely, he told us, possibly inspired by the themes of freedom, autonomy, nesting, and natural beauty. Later he looked at the shots of his son and decided to include him in triplicate.
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