hello, graffiti alley...

Slightly underwhelming photos. 

First strike of graffiti alley in a while though...seems every time i walk through now there is the smell of fresh paint. Love it.

Day four...

Fare thee well, Wellington! I have left you some free art...

Day three...

You are pretty

Day two...

Love is OK

Four days of farewell: Day one

Yesterday, there were stickers...

Four days of Farewell

Finally have to admit it...I leave the country in four days, in the completely inside-the-box-stereotypical-kiwi way. Off to London, in an attempt to take over the world. heh.

OutdoorKnit shall continue, of course, with stiX in Wellington and myself in London-town.

Before I leave, there will be Four days of Farewell, starting today. Left Bank gallery (aka the smelly lane) plays host. Keep an eye out, and i'll work on my denial!

I have myriad things I should be doing right now, all in the name of OutdoorKnit. But three glasses of rose in the sunshine has successfully thwarted those plans. 

Showing someone the site this morning, i realised that our front page was lacking in images. 

Duly amended.

There is some fantastic work going up in Left Bank, off Cuba Mall at the moment. I love, love, love the woman in victorian dress. Not so sure about the er, appendage she appears to be spraying. What do you think? is it woman claiming that she is comfortable with her sexuality, or is she being marginalised by the artist with the addition? I'm pretty pleased that 1. there is attention being drawn to women in graffiti and 2. the amazing amount of time and effort that has gone into this. 

Poop-poo to to Don McKinnon and his belief that Left Bank is an example of all that is bad and evil about graffiti.

Keeping on keeping on

Woah... Knitsch has been hard at work while I have been slacking off as far as knit graffiti goes. So I whipped this one up to practice stitches, work out placement of yarn overs in lace and generally brighten up the Wellington streets.

And weeeeeeee did it brighten! Hideously so... some might say.

This tree cosy outside Offbeat Originals generated a bit of attention seeing as everyone was sitting around sipping their lattes (actually... that may have been me) and enjoying the sunshine. I chose this place because of its proximity to the notorious graffiti alley of Left Bank. Sort of showing that we can afford to be a bit more open and transportable and obvious than the more traditional street artists I guess.

Left Bank, Cuba Mall, Wellington. 

I wonder how long this will last. What will the spray artists think of my critique? Will they get what i'm trying to say? Or think i'm aiming my words at them?

Also think that perhaps I should have blocked it so that it wasn't all bubbly. oh well. Live and learn.

Disclaimer: I am attempting to draw attention to the fact that both spray graffiti and knit graffiti may not be seen as art by all. Which begs the age old question: What is art?