Sort of like a Hogwarts train, right? Through a brick wall and all…

During a Brooklyn block show, the artist, crouching there, was finishing a large piece with spray paint. There were other pieces being made, but this one was so grand, large, and regal that it stole the show for me.

The smoke from the train spirals into marching horses and their wind whipped manes.

Maybe once it’s done we could step in and take a trip?

                          

Along Wyckoff there was a little door.

Who lives here? A princess? Dwarf? Or a nursery rhyme character?

This isn’t inside of a building, but the door facing the street and I admit… I was dying to go inside.

I imagine something very shabby chic, rustic, and bare… or you know, a strawberry shortcake apartment. Either or.