The Guru headed out with me on a pedestrian wander, and suggested we cross The Big, Noisy Street that I usually don’t go near. On the other side, we came across this urban camp, although we got no closer than this. There are pants hanging from a low branch that are difficult to pick out. I couldn’t tell if the occupier was present.
Love public art. Sure don’t necessarily understand it. This is a small part of an installation called New Endings by Diane Solomon Kempler. It was first installed at the site of Atlanta’s first public water supply for the Olympics in 1996. Now it’s in an out-of-the-way cove miles from that spot.