I’ve always walked past some of the murals in Manhattan and wondered about the stories behind them. Last week I finally decided to take a small detour and explore a few blocks I usually ignore, just to see what creative surprises I could find. One mural, in particular, caught my attention because it was bright, chaotic, and seemed to tell a story about city life that I felt I could almost hear in the brush strokes. It’s fascinating how art can change the atmosphere of a street and make you stop and think for a few minutes. Has anyone else had a similar experience wandering through the murals and feeling unexpectedly connected to them? I’d love to hear how others experience these urban art installations.