One thing that surprised me about Spain, at least the places we visited, was the amount of graffiti; there was a lot. I’d venture to say there was even more than I’ve seen in Oakland or L.A. I appreciate graffiti as an art form but the amount I saw in Spain was borderline too much. On our walk to the old city center of Florence I came across something a little scary and Santaesque:So I stood next to it.
Wandering around Florence occasionally I’d see posters like this:
I know this isn’t ‘graffiti’ per se, but it is wall art and graffiti is often pained on walls…so…I guess this can be graffiti. Anyway, I thought, “Hmm, these are a little odd.”
…And a tad disturbing. Apparently they’re some part of a larger narrative:
Other graffiti I saw around Florence:
Never did find the beginning of this story; maybe it’s related to the other one above that looks like a group of soldiers.
Walking to the Palace of the Popes I found Scarface
Ok, this is obviously not graffiti, but it is street art; right? Ok, I just thought I’d include it.
One last shot of some more conventional graffiti from Madrid:
The amount of graffiti took me by surprise too when I got to Germany. I hopped a train from Frankfurt to Dresden and it seemed like the walls next to the train tracks were entirely covered from city to city. As a street art fan I was in heaven.