These oxidized, 100 foot pieces of canvas appeared on the horizon a couple mornings ago while I was driving the backstreets of Beverly Hills trying to get to an appointment. They were like a huge, beautiful, iconic diptych stretched the length of a half built parking garage on a backstreet in Beverly Hills.
Drove by. Couldn't believe it. Drove back. Parked. Snapped these photos.
Two days later, following the same streets, they were gone.
It's everywhere, if you just keep your eyes open to it.