I’ve seen this a few times here on Tumblr, so I decided to post the photo I took. I feel a certain affinity for this mural not just because of the beautiful picture and how it emotes pure ecstasy, but because two weeks prior to this photo I saw this painting in progress. I saw the artist at work with his paints. I’ve never seen a piece of artwork in progress and so this meant something. It was my first summer living in New York City, I was given just a taste of the tantalizing city and I knew immediately that this place would always be special to me.
Oh and I just noticed, it looks like he was recently finished as if you notice the cans of paint, and his chair are still remaining.