Art is a mix of many ingredients.
A sprinkle of “born with it talent”
A shake of “a good eye”
A dash of “a steady hand”
Bake at 350 for 60 minutes to a year and presto – hot out of the oven…Individualism. A tasty treat. An endangered concept in a rapidly conforming society. It is something to be embraced not feared.
There are still a handful of communities in America that fearlessly encourage individualism. Not just accept it, but flaunt it. Miami doesn’t just flaunt it, it dares you not to. The Wynwood Art District is blanketed in art. The walls, the sidewalks, telephone poles…all are fair game for individual expression. And it’s fucking beautiful because self expression is just that…fucking beautiful.