My project has been a whirlwind of information and new knowledge. From its birth as an idea in conversation with just a few people, it has expanded to a broad conversation I have brought to my friends, relatives, and even new people met along the way. In my documenting of graffiti, I have been able to truly appreciate what I value living the life that I live and knowing the people that I know. I was not just introduced, but embraced by a group of passionate and caring individuals — not malicious vandals — who desired nothing more than just to show and educate the world on an art form that they care so deeply about. They do not paint for money, but rather for passion and community's sake. This has provoked a reflection on my life, as I assess my hobbies and consider why I have chosen and continue to choose to pursue them. It is inspirational to me that so many people, young and old, for generations have pursued what is essentially one large passion project. From when the first droplet of colored ink met the cold steel of the subway, to today, when a tag is at every corner of the city: graffiti is and always will be art.