I love places with hidden artwork...that reminds me of my time in Berlin, where I found graffitti on the ground of a hidden corner...it said "love" and the chosen place became part of the artwork. However, you must have a sense for it.
I wish there was a way to distinguish between activation of art in public places as "art" and graffiti and paste-ups that are just destructive. It pains me in Europe to see a wall in a city that's been there since the 14th century painted with tags and delights me to see a crappy brick wall with a delightful alfresco mural on it. I think this view is shared by so many but it is remarkable that no one would probably agree on where the line between "art" and "not art" could be drawn.
I am so pleased you like this photograph and see in it, I expect, some of what I saw in it. It is a full scene and staging including the contributions of the framing I added. A complete fantasy sitting with the dilapidated wall and plantings suggesting a time when there was a formal attempt at gardening the plot. She is ready to enter another place or simply asking you if she should go there and the remnants of others who were pasted to the wall suggest a possibly dramatic outcome.
Agreed! I couldn't have hoped to articulate it any better myself. I like the pensive, contemplative emotion of the character and you can get all that without even looking at the persons face. I also love how green the foliage is, it makes a beautiful frame!