This is a blog entry I posted at that social networking site that I very often frequent these days, mostly because I have reconnected with a number of high school friends there. Anyways, the title suggests the post is about art, but really I think it's a homesick rant.. Of the three of you who read this blog, I think only one of you has an account at that site, so I'm reposting it here because I think you might enjoy it..
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Philadelphia prides itself on its murals.. I think it claims to have more per square whatever than any US city - my facts are probably not straight on that one and I don't feel like checking (I should be writing a paper).. Butanyway.. needless to say, Philadelphia thinks its murals are hot -isht..
Well.. when I got here I wasn't that impressed.. I don't know if Philadelphia has anything to match one of my favorites:

or this other insanely phattt one..

But.. maybe it's just that the murals evoke a sense of a place -- and until I feel like Philadelphia is home I won't start connecting with its murals.. I don't know.. I don't expect Philadelphia to feel like home.. ever, really.. at this point..
Unfortunately.. L.A. doesn't totally feel like home either anymore..
But by next week this time I will be in a place that, though it isn't where I grew up, generates a sense of being "nowhere" and "somewhere" at the same time, while also really feeling something like home -- if God wants, it just might be home in the long run..
And just a few blocks away from this place will be waiting for me...
