The lost yet not forgoten spot of North East Philly. I have been hanging out in this hood for over 5 years, living here from now a year. But it wasnt until I was fully moved in in May of 2019 that I finally visited this legendary spot. I first started posting photos of this place when I first photographed it.
But knowing how close I am to it, its such a easy bike ride and just as easy of a walk to get there. I visit once a week. I dont always take pictures. Its the kind of place you go to take in the always changing art that is painted on every millimeter of the concrete, dirt, trees, and every single piece of the property. Its magical, its expressive, its everything a “art park” should be. The people you see are always nice… shit, theyre all different. Upper class folks out for a explore all the way to the homeless looking for a place to sleep for the night or day. Its diverse. And its perfect.
I will continue to add to this folder because its the kind of place you can never see enough of. New angels, new art, different light, people, floods. Its a ever changing, never the same, growing art space. And it’s in my neighborhood.