I found it amusing that the owner neatly painted it out green.
Somehow, one of the painted petals started peeling, and that got me started. I was inspired.
I peeled all the paper off the painted-over flower.
Next step was to fingerpaint the gold outline.
Someone wheat-pasted black and white photos on the wall, and the challenge was on.
I painted out everything except the older walking woman.
My strategy was to incorporate their actions into my art. Their approach was to eliminate me. They painted over the flower, again.
I repainted the gold flower, and The Flower Walker was born.
Detail of the Flower Walker.
I am grateful to them for consistently challenging me. Otherwise, I would not have know her.
Painted out again, she continued to walk, despite being waist-high in black spray paint. I loved her feisty spirit.
Eventually, it got ugly and less creative. Not all street artists have the same vision.
In early 2020, The Department of Public Works had the final word.
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