One big canvas. Laneways, alleys, and walls painted with stories of you, me, politics, life and the absurd. This is not just an art form. This is a movement. From the colorful, the fashionable, and the crazy, I share to you some pictures of my tour around the city of Melbourne.
Bricks and glass, cobblestones and metal. Old intertwined with the new…
Queen Victoria Market. Restless after a mouthful of Roo Burger, I was admiring every person that zoomed by. Cut, style, with subtle splashes of color and a little show of skin here and there. It is, after all, summer here in Oz. The fashion was as crazy as the weather. Effortless with chances of anything goes. People watching was such a treat.
I’d like to thank Ariel Richtman for touring Lor and I around the CBD. And for the souvenir beanie! Grey, of all colors. My fave! This will forever remind me of missing my train home which led me to couch surf on my last weekend in Melbourne. And of conversations about durian in the backyard while people played random tunes on the ukelele. Oh and of drunk teddy bears.
Melbourne, I think I’ll be back very very soon.