My trip to Austin over the weekend was a whirlwind. It was my first time in the weird city. Even though it was rainy and 30ª and I only had a little over 24 hours there, I discovered the place is full of great food (love live Tex-Mex) and unique storytellers. The singers/comedians/magicians at Esther's Follies were creative and entertaining. But perhaps my favorite storytellers were those who decorate Graffiti Park, the abandoned construction site that now serves as an ever changing gallery of graffiti art.
Here in Chicago, we're used to seeing city-sanctioned murals or gang tags. I can't think of a place here that matches the beauty and completeness of Graffiti Park.
After coming home, I read up on the park, which changes all the time as artists paint over each other, covering or amending existing imagery. I imagine you can discover a new story every time you visit Graffiti Park. I hope to go back someday and climb to the top. I'd love to know what secrets are sprayed up there.
PS: You can catch more of my experience over on Instagram.