Unless you want to break the law, which I am not recommending in the dead of winter when it is so cold out, this is as close as you get to the amazing urban art this area displays. I did consider …err… getting closer for a minute. In a ridiculously rare moment of restraint I did not.
Breaking the law was not okay with me at this moment in time. Instead I chose to go for the far back approach that kept me safe, dry and without trespassing violations. For the first time at this spot I found I could enjoy the graffiti on the building rather than in the building. I really may not have had the right lens with me to truly depict that in this bleak area there are colorful spots of, well, color.
I know tons of us photographers have skirted the law to get the picture. There is a thrill there that reminds me of my younger rebellious day. Certainly these days are behind me, right? I think taking some risks is just going to happen with photographers. When is the last time you saw a painter set up on easel while trespassing? This is one area we are lucky. We can be stealthy; we can get in and get out fast.
How often do we as photographers really think about the lengths we would go to for a picture? You could look at us in all other aspects of our lives and we seem normal, law abiding, rational beings. Toss us a camera and all bets are off.