The Hanged Bear

I’m not going to lie, I got an eerie feeling when I first saw this. It was a bit scary walking through sketchy Philly neighborhoods looking for street art and stumbling onto this scene. But as I stood for a while and took it in, my appreciation for the community grew. The way they repurposed a fading memory, destined to disintegrate in the trash, to amuse the locals and to scare intruders. I had inadvertently found what I was looking for.