Sara Lynn-Leo. Well-placed, well-rendered, witty, insightful, incisive.
These are hallmarks of the miniature pieces of street art that New Yorker Sara Lynn-Leo has been putting up in many neighborhoods in alleyways, doors, dirty corners, magnet walls, street furniture, and lamp posts. Finding these offerings can be difficult. They may be tiny in size and often placed out of eye view.
Look carefully; her furtive insecure, and smart characters will wag their intellect at you, eliciting empathy and possibly delight if you are not too bitter and hardened. During a year where everyone you met had a meltdown or two, she melts with you.
Actually, the first one we found in Brooklyn was made of vinyl – maybe in 2019? She mostly works on paper now, and she’s been experimenting with collage. She’s a regular on the BSA Images Of The Week section and a previous special feature HERE.
Her appeal rests in grand part for her willingness to explore scabrous issues without lecturing or grandstanding and, as we mentioned, with humor.
This week we found five new pieces on the streets of Manhattan…
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