There's something absolutely beautiful about grafitti. Random citizens spend money (or steal) bottles of vibrantly colored liquid, and then wait until dark to create beautiful, cryptic messages and territory markers across their neighborhoods. Sometimes multiple people team up to create huge murals. They risk arrest, discovery by rival gangs, jail time, death.
And for what? These things take time. They take a monstrous amount of planning. They're against the law, largely. High risk so what's the motivation?
Therein lies the beauty. Whatever force, or motivating impulse, to be seen, to express, to make, that is beautiful.
Nothing further.
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