My mom works and lives downtown. She takes different routes to and from her job, depending on weather, inclination, and schedule. She’s lucky to see the city from such an intimate angle. Being on foot allows her to stop and actually look at things, to take them in with consideration and deep thought. Columbus is a city awash with public art. It’s everywhere you turn: bold, unique, subtle, provocative, demanding attention, always evolving. Boredom is turned away; it has no place there. I accompanied my mom on her Wednesday commute. I am a writer, but the profound human experience conjured by urban surroundings-gritty, beautiful, humorous- is one of the things that fuels my creativity. These images represent a handful of the aesthetic wonders we saw that rainy day, that she sees several times a week as a matter of routine. Lucky lady.

“The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.”-Pablo Picasso

“A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament.”-Oscar Wilde

Restaurant Facade

A Purple Character

Pink Rhino

Buckle by Candace Black

Interesting Grouping

The Time and The Temperature by Jon Rubin

About The Time and The Temperature by Jon Rubin

Local Humor Wrought Large