Every once in a while I make an excuse to visit the octopus lady that's down in the old Casino on the boardwalk in Asbury Park; yesterday afternoon I went over with the intention of photographing some of the other public art that's on display while the building is being revamped, but my lens was drawn to her, again.
There's something about this mural that feels very out of place there and yet very right for being surrounded by a building that's falling apart all around her. It amuses me to watch the contrast of yuppy joggers and local bums strolling beneath her coquettish glance, seemingly unaware of the change to the city she might portend.
Some more pics from the Casino are in this post.
a return Visit
1 year ago