Why, on the Feast of the Annunciation, I feel like posting graffiti beats me. Every now and then, it is interesting to see whether that which is not beautiful can become more art-like through macro photography. Some photos show walls painted legally in the international style, but possibly water is seeping through, changing things. Sometimes the paints run (intentionally?) Sometimes I simply enjoy seeing the tiny dots of paint sprayed, and magnified through a macro lens. And sometimes we simply have an example of good old-fashioned graffito.