On the pavement at 13 Wiesingerstrasse Vienna. Jews were taken to concentration camps from their appartments by the Nazi.
Her name sake lives on to bear the sad memory of the human condition.
Atlas is left in the cracks in the walls to also bear the grief of the human condition.
About graffittigranny
I am sending these sculptures out into the world to have a dialogue with those interested in some of the existential questions like what are we all doing here? and what is the meaning of our existence if any? Each sculpture has a" twin". One twin stays at home under the safety of a somewhat boring bland roof of a dolls house found in hard rubbish. The other is left out in the world somewhere with a poem to engage you in these questions of our existence and our memories. Which existence is better? Is there such a thing as a better life?
The poems are sometimes in French because the Xmas fortune cookie said " The sum of human knowledge is not contained in any one language."
I hope over time a dialogue might begin where the sculptures create a means for us to relate in the quiet of the blog site. What this dialogue will mean or not is yet to be revealed!
Graffitti Granny 
One of ur best …. but of course the one u put with one of my poems would have to be tops for me lol. Did u know my gran was Jewish ( dads mum) a big secret