! Classy…
Oh, that's right. I called this post Melbourne Ink….
Love the sheen!
I was once told, that a pair of shoes hanging over the electrical wire on the street, indicated a drug dealer lived nearby.
I wonder if this is an accurate representation of the area??…
I'm pretty anti-graffiti (which I know goes against my normal stance of anti-establishment-arianism, I just get irked by the intrusion on other peoples' things) but I love the colour. So, the laneways leave me a little torn between the New York coolness I knew and loved from the beginning credits on Welcome Back Kotter, to wannabees trying to get their 15 seconds in an increasingly public world.
In the end I tried not to think of the artists, and went for the colour and the whimsy.
Oh but,
by the way, Qantas… give your planes a clean
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