Photo 2: So, it's Tuesday morning, and I'm ambling along Bedford Avenue to my subway stop. All of a sudden some new graffiti art hits me. It's a whole wall filled with someone's imagination, passion, anger or just plain boredom... all created with a few paint cans of color. Graffiti to me is like any "modern" art, depends on how you interpret it and what you interpret it to be. This is what I saw this morning, as the sun was FINALLY trying to break through some very dense, gray clouds, and I was searching for my shot of the day.