Something catches my eye: colorful scribbles on streets and sidewalks.
They are meant to locate gas, water and other utility lines for construction
workers. Each color has a meaning. But there is more: An anonymous wielder
of fluorescent orange paint has made a masterpiece of calligraphic loops on
the grainy asphalt. A cracked yellow curb with red and blue markings
dissolves into an expressive abstraction. Scraps of ribbon and foil in a
Times Square puddle are a muddy testament to the New Year’s festivities
but they also appear as a shimmering mirage.

All of these pictures are “real”, found on the streets and shot without
alteration. They invite you to relish the beauty of chipping paint, curbside
trash, and duct tape patches, then to give them a further life as you involve
your memory and imagination.

– Betsey Hansell

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