Cultural grit. I said it in class the other day. I wasn’t sure exactly what I meant - but it was in reference to what makes a good urban place. Grit is perseverance. Its strength. Its effort. Its “stick-it-to-iveness”. When I go to a place I want to see the work and industry and strength of place.
I also want to see its art and beauty and legend and culture.
I met this artist the other day. I asked if I could take his picture - he said it was fine. I bought a beautiful drawing of an owl. Its on my fridge. I don’t know him. But from my developing definition of cultural grit - I think he adds to it. My guess is that he has grit - and I know that he added so much beauty to that day.
