Post No Selfie.
Post No Bills, Give No Fucks.
Know Thy Selfie.
I Reeeally Dislike The Word ‘Artist.’
Fuck Your Phone – Keep Your Head Up!
I’m More Of An Internet Artist.
no more tears.
The Power Of Kanye Compels You.
All I See Are Naked Emperors. –Gilf
Never Let Go.
Loveless (I am not).
Black Is Beautiful – Jef Aerosol.
We’re all alone
Bound by fear
Seeking the mirage of love.
I photographed this three years ago. It seems the #FairyTalesfortheFatherless wheatpaste crew is still at it.
Sound familiar? Look to the right of this blog.
Aren’t we all.
This above and below is by Seth aka Globepainter, near Rue Mouffetard coming down from Place Contrescarpe. I love how expressive and bold they are, with the thick lines and rounded curves. And the childlike enthusiasm.
And the disappearing into walls…
Ha! Look at this slug trying to be a repairman! I think my favourite detail is the tool belt. I found this near Abesses metro station.
Nina Simone by Miss Me. The first time I found a Miss Me was in Montreal, but I also found her work in Berlin when I was living there this summer. She’s also in Paris! Good for her! Canadians are taking over the planet, just you wait. I found this in the hilly staircases of Montmartre.
TYPEWRITER PORNOGRAPHY. by WRDSMITH
J’ai demandé à la lune….
I suspect the artist behind this carebear piece is the same artist behind The Kiss (pixelated) that I blogged about last week.
The following, including this one, were all found on Rue Denoyez. The last time I blogged from Rue denoyez was 2 years ago, and this time the experience was much less enjoyable, because of all the disgusting sexual harassment that happens in the Belleville area. I literally had to run in, photograph, and run out. I was being hounded at every corner. Seriously Paris, fuck you. Do something about your sexual harassment problem.
Arbeit Macht Lazy, huh?
There was no artist name next to this one, anyone know who’s behind this? It’s great, wasn’t far from the Victor Hugo museum…
Ha ha ha.
It’s an animal menagerie at Porte de Vanves.
Check out my Paris category for all the wonderfully cool finds I’ve photographed over the years, from street art to writer-hangouts to relics of the past, and everything in between.
I’ve been on the road for three weeks now, and I’m so glad I decided to throw off the shackles of suspended animation and stationary living that were cutting into my skin (In short, paying rent is for suckers). I’ve been a backpacker for nine years now, and even though I have been to so many places, and learned a lot, I always seem to discover new places and learn new things. So far all the cities on this journey are places I have been to/lived in before (Brussels, Amsterdam, Copenhagen, and soon Berlin), but it’s hard to be bored in these cities. I’ve forsaken flying, and have been taking the delightful European trains like a civilized person. I’ve been Couchsurfing and house-sitting, which has allowed me to make new friends, snuggle with some snuggle-pets, and take the time to really explore without feeling rushed. My days consist of drinking sweet lattes, writing in my journal while sneaking glances at the pretty bearded hipster dudebro behind the counter, walking around a European metropolis in the sunshine, taking photographs of provocative street art and urban art, indulging in Pain au Chocolat’s without a trace of guilt, going to flea markets, spending hours at enthralling museums, rocking out to Nils Frahm, and partaking in SO MUCH EUROVISION (I had no idea when I came to Copenhagen that I’d be here at the same time as the Eurovision Song Contest, but boy has it been fun! Go Conchita go).
A friend of mine recently sent me this message:
I am forced to agree.
Here are some highlights and urban art from my travels this past month.
In Brussels, of course my first stop was the Jeu de Balle flea market to spend hours upon hours rummaging through boxes to find some love letters. Remember this? Anyway, I found 10 love letters written between a husband and wife from 1956-8 in Brussels. He was a military doctor and so he was stationed away from home quite often. Look at that lipstick kiss in the letter! They totally got it bad for each other. I also found a letter written during WWII (it’s undated but I’m guessing from the letters’ contents that it’s from about 1944) written between cousins about how “les sales boches” (aka The Nazis) have invaded Belgium and the family misses their homeland. They are in exile in an area of France that was not occupied by the Nazis and 12 family members are living in a small flat. The cousin writes to the other cousin, begging him to join her, saying, “we will make space on the mattress for you.”
I love you, Jeu de Balle.
Jef Aerosol has an ongoing exhibit just around the corner from Jeu de Balle.
Of course no trip to Amsterdam is complete without going hunting for a few Laser 314‘s 🙂
I also spent a great deal of time at Amsterdam’s Resistance Museum, and then following a map to all of the important locations in the city during the Nazi occupation, including where Jews had to buy their Star of David armbands, the theatre converted for mass deportations, the Carlton hotel that a war plane smashed into, the bombs that dropped on a home on the Herengracht, the air-raid shelters, and more. Highly recommended if you’re into WWII history like me
This is Laser’s nod to 1984.
When you take the train from Hamburg to Copenhagen, the train (which is only 4 small carriages) goes ONTO THE FERRY. No one ever believes me when I tell them this.
Ah, Copenhagen. I was last here in 2006 (read my post from that time here, and this post has all my photographs from back then). If I’m being honest, my memory of my time here in 2006 is rather hazy, so I’m glad I’m spending a good chunk of time here.
This is wonderful. An underwater sculpture in one of the canals.
The boats have to be careful, otherwise their propellers will be destroyed.
Hans Christian Andersen’s grave!
I swear, Copenhagen is filled with so much antiquity, and so few people, that sometimes, you can walk down a street, preserved in detail for 200 years, and wonder if you’ve stepped through time, without the presence of cars and technology to distract you.
I’m still in Copenhagen, so this section is a work in progress. More photographs to come! I have SO MUCH STREET ART TO SHARE!
Time for a photo-dump! I’ve taken hundreds of street art pics in the past two months since I arrived in Brussels, and haven’t done all that much blogging.
I’ve had this blog for eight years but and have lovingly updated it frequently (dedication + tenacity), but while I sort things out in my life, please excuse the quietude around here.
Also, before I get to the pictures, I would like to state something for the record: Twice now (or at least twice THAT I KNOW ABOUT), I have been the victim of a Catfish, in that someone has ripped my photos off of here (or my Twitter or Instagram), and created fake profiles with them. The first time happened with a fake Twitter account a few years ago, and last year it was a fake Facebook account (both of which I had successfully shut down by contacting both Twitter HQ and Facebook HQ). Now, I have been informed someone has created an OkCupid profile using my photos. FOR THE RECORD, I am NOT on OkCupid nor am I on any dating website! So if you ever see my face or my photos on ANY dating website, you can rest assured that it is fake! Please report them!
When I was alerted to the fake OkCupid profile, the guy who found it confronted the pathetic loser, who was using the username SweetTea (eww), and they immediately freaked and deleted the account. But that doesn’t mean they won’t create another one using my pics.
Seriously what kind of sad, pathetic person uses someone else’s photos like that? IT’S CREEPY, and just like the people who are fooled, I feel violated.
STOP USING MY PHOTOS. I’M SURE YOU LOOK FINE IN YOUR PHOTOS, USE THEM
Anyway, you Catfishes should know that I’m well-connected on the internet, and all your thievery will get back to me. Duncecaps.
Anyway, here’s the photo dump I promised!
First, MORE SPACE INVADER!
I invade Bruxelles!
This is the same colour scheme as the Belgian flag 🙂
This one was in Ghent 🙂
Another peeing ‘Vader.
Check out my Space Invader category for more of his work that I’ve photographed around the world!
Next – ROA!
Roa is from Belgium (Ghent, to be specific), so I have been searching really hard for his work, but so far have come up with only this one, and another I found in Ghent! WHERE ARE ALL THE ROA’S?
This is the Ghent Roa I found. I thought I’d find many more there! Gutted!
Check out my Roa category for more of his work I’ve photographed around the world!
Next – Sonke!
These were next to the Roa up above!
Check out my Sonke category!
And now some randoms:
This says, “le chemin de bonheur n’est pas une autoroute,” which translates to “the road to happiness is not a highway.”
A Jef Aerosol… beyond those doors is his exhibition, but I didn’t both to go in.
PAC MAN NOM NOM NOM.
People keep naming streets after me.
That’s a small but very noticeable Shepard Fairey (aka Obey)
This was in Ghent.
ha! yeah right.
One of my favs.
This is the end.
Check out my Jef Aerosol category for more of his works that I’ve photographed around the world.
Today was awesome! My full day in Ljubljana could not have been more fun, and it’s still not over yet! Last night when I arrived from Split, my Couchsurfing host Primoz picked me up from the train station! How kind is that. We went back to his place and I met his brother Blaz. I was pretty tired from the long days journey so we just went to bed, but today was wonderful. After Primoz went to work, Blaz said he was going to his friend Jaka’s house for breakfast and invited me along! They made me spicey eggs with tea and toast and I got to play with a cat. Epic win! This is Blaz in the above photo serving the eggs.
And this is Jaka hamming it up for the camera! Anyway, before they set off for the day, they drove me to this area of Ljubljana called Metelkova where all the wonderful graffiti and street art is located. SOLD.
Anyone who knows me know that I’m a huge fan of street art. It’s ephemeral, it’s democratic, it’s liveable, but most of all, it’s beautiful. And since this Eurail Extravaganza is all about doing activities that are free or cheap in order to stay under budget, street art makes for the perfect activity because its free to enjoy! Why pay entry into the museum of modern art, when your streets are the best museum!
Do you know who did this beautiful piece of street art, munchkins?
It’s only one of the more famous artists out there, C215! I’ve photographed him in New York, London, and now Slovenia!
Hey camera, what are you looking at?
This looks like a collage of my ex boyfriends. KIDDING!
I’ve made that face before.
I make that face all the time.
Aw. Sisterly love.
Pet the owl!
The shoes, good gawd the shoes!
Omg! Do you know who that is?! When I found this I shrieked and people on a bus stared at me oddly.
It’s a Jef Aerosol! I’ve photographed him a lot all over Brooklyn and at some point he came here to Slovenia! who knew?
He’s done this exact piece in Brooklyn before, and it never ceases to move me. It’s very potent and lovely.
So after all the wonderful graff hunting, I decided to do more touristy things, and ventured into the old town that looks like it was preserved from the 17th century and influenced by Vienna’s artisans. Because it’s the low tourist season, I really had the place to myself. Just a few people on bikes, people drinking coffee, and some shop owners milling about. SO EUROPEAN!
Then I decided to climb the mountain in the centre of town that has the old 15th century castle at the top. At first I was going to use the funicular, but it turns out the cost of the funicular was €4 round trip! AIN’T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR THAT. So I asked if I could climb the mountain for free, and they showed me where the path was. So I pulled my legwarmers up and marched up that steep mountain. A gal loves her exercise! Once at the top, I stood on the castle fortress walls to overlook the city, but it was rainy and foggy, so no photos.
Headed back down the mountain and stumbled across this amazing bridge where lovers engrave their names on a lock, attach it to the bridge, then throw the key in the river. Their love is eternal. I’ve photographed many bridges around the world where people do this, it’s quite a common practice, but I enjoy it nonetheless.
So many lovers locks!
You see that first name? It’s Tadej. I saw that and immediately remembered a task I was given.
Earlier this month when I was in Cambodia, I met a man who worked at the hostel I was staying at in Sihanoukville. His name was Tadej but everyone called him Speedy and he was Slovenian. I told him one night that I was going to go to Ljubljana, and he said he used to work at a pub here called Premier Pub. He asked me if I could go to this pub and tell the staff there simply that “Speedy says hello.” I told him I would.
Fast forward to today and I had almost forgotten about it until I saw this lock! So I looked on the map for the location of Premier Pub, and as luck would have it, IT WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF THIS BRIDGE! So I marched inside, found some staff, and said, “Speedy says hi!” The barmaid burst out laughing and said, “You were in Cambodia!”
I told her the story, and she said she would pass it on to the rest of the staff. Then I messaged Speedy on Facebook to let him know the job was done.
This face was painted right outside the block of flats I’m staying in. So pretty.
So in terms of money, I’m doing rather well. Primoz made me dinner and tonight he’s taking me to see the new James Bond movie which we can get in for free because he works at a cinema! SAVINGS ALL AROUND! Tomorrow I head to Padova, Italy for my “mini challenge” portion of this trip. Here’s how I spent my money today. The savings just keep piling up!
i found this Jef Aerosol piece in Bushwick.
He’s known for doing forlorn-looking people sitting down in the fetal position.
i stared at this wheatpaste for a while, and i knew instinctively that i had photographed one of his pieces in Bushwick before.
sure enough, i did some digging, and found this below photo that I took this past Spring when I was in Bushwick:
inspiring, moving work.
the street art piece in the background is by Roa
i’ll be back to that cafe, fo’shizzle.
so Paul asks what the title is.
having been in the audience for many a show where comedians rip audience members a new rectum, i said “errr, i don’t wanna tell you!”
cue audience laughter. others shouted “don’t tell him!” and here’s paul insisting “oh no, i wont’ make fun of it, i swear.”
yeah fucking right! so i said, “err…it’s called War and Peace, mkay?”
He got the hint. sorry paul.
anyway, norm macdonald comes out as the guest (i had perfect view, cameras had shifted position) and jon uses my question from the Q & A earlier to talk to Canuck Norm about our election and our government! i felt pretty chuffed about that. i DIRECTLY AFFECTED The Daily Show. all hail me.
PAY ATTENTION when watching cuz you can totally hear my laughter standing out in the audience. especially if you know how i laugh, you’ll undoubtably hear me. also when norm comes out and canada is mentioned, you can hear me squeal-shout a bit.
my laugh is kinda stupid-redonkulous and hard to miss.
all i hafta say is, when trying to understand the nature of a city’s stone, don’t stick to the comfortable thin skins of bus tours, museums, and flashy lights. bite down into the meaty layers underneath. become a local. see what isn’t seen from the safety of guidebooks.
no i will not visit the Magnolia bakery or Zabars.
enough blogging, the day is still sunny and adolescent-esque. and the city is awaiting this young canadian lass….