Up the hill from where I live, 2 neighborhood associations, one for the hill, the other for the valley below, came together to sponsor a mural. The mural offers a somewhat whimsical picture of life in the South Side, from a blacksmith shop to a kid in a red convertible (not unlike mine). It took some thought before I decided that of the pieces around, this was my favorite. There are so many great choices. Of late, the Sprout Fund has been sponsoring new pieces around the area. This one, though, is filled with people. In some ways when I visit Tessaro's in Bloomfield the (private, obviously) mural there reminds me of the real people that pass me by, playing varying parts in my world. The people in this mural, while less actual, give the same idea.
There's just one thing that bothers me about it, but perhaps that's a story for another day.