Random beauty is a wonderful thing. I came across this chalk work on the walkway at Southbank in Melbourne.
It had rained on and off most of the day and it may be slightly blurred, but hasn't washed away.
Makes me wonder about the artist.
Makes me wonder about the model.
Makes for a lovely romantic story - in my imagination - of a poor artist who found the love of his life and lost her. He now paints her portrait in random spaces in the hope of finding her again... or it could be no-one at all. Just a commissioned work for the tourists.
I think I prefer my first version better. What is your treasure?