I was in Michigan for my uncle's funeral (he was a great man), and before we went to my mother's hometown we stopped off briefly at the Eastern Market and grabbed a bite to eat at Supino's. I'd forgotten about all the amazing wall art Michigan has, and Detroit in particular. The slowly setting sun of the evening gave a great atmosphere to viewing these tumultuous renditions, so I indulged a bit and snapped some photographs. Hats off to all the amazing graffiti artists who showed their skill and passion here. I only got one mo' thing left to say: