Vacant lot blues

I happened across this telling vacant lot on Melrose the other day. Like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.

Click the image for a larger view.

This lot, to judge from the weeds, is not even used as a valet parking lot for the Larchmont Grill, across the street.

Interestingly, I don't find it sad . . . at least, no more sad than a good blues lament. If there were ever an argument for the sociologically expressive power of graffiti, this lot is something of a masterpiece. Perhaps it should be preserved the way Pompeiian graffiti has been preserved: as an indelible expression of our unique moment in time.