Boxcar Art

Miss Frump is in storage at Hawthorne Center, the old Research area in G-Burg.  Right behind the unit are railroad tracks going into town.  While I was there doing something a train rolled in then stopped.  I took these pictures not because the art is anything special, just your usual boxcar art, but it reminded me of one of my coffee table book ideas I had years ago living in this town. I was going to do a book of boxcar art.  I didn't do it of course.  To do it right one would have to travel to other places in America to see if there is regional boxcar art as well.    

I don't know that Boxcar art has ever been studied, but it seems as good a project as any.  Layered, often child-like, and sometimes breathtaking, boxcar art is the seedy, illegal cousin of Banksy.  Sadly, someone else will have to take up the crusade, I no longer have the zeal.  My other brilliant, and unrealized idea was to go from golf course to golf course taking pictures of their fairways and individual holes, add spice of old club stories and their memorable characters, and sell it as a limited edition book, too.  Both ideas I give freely to whoever wants to take it on.