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Monday, August 15, 2011

how far will this go?

I have heard a lot of shit lately about either developers, or the city, tryingto rid richmond streets of their art and color. This is what was left of a beautiful piece that was on the corner of broad and brook, if I remember correctly. Does anyone else wonder where this will end, or why it's happening? I can understand that developers would want a clean attractive city to sell. But this is an art town, and this is why people come here!!

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Behind Bars

If you, like me, have frequented the bar Godfrey's recently, you may have noticed that they now allow smoking outside, behind the bar. The proximity of this location to my place of residence, means this is one of the alley's I visit when I am stumbling around town, blazed from my mind! There is a good amount of paint on the walls of this alley, between utility markings, and construction paint, and various tagging's. The colors are vibrant, and really pop on the old bricks. It is a heavily trafficked alley, so its clean and easy to get around if you are not really up for a lot of climbing and searching. This is a great spot to just stumble into while you are waiting for your pizza, after a night at the bars.Or whenever you happen to be in there area!

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Back To Richmond

Took a super short weekend hop to the Virginia Beach, which was just what i needed to get my mind right. Who doesn't love the beach right? The city of Virginia Beach is so concerned with their squeaky clean image for the Canadian and Pennsylvanian tourists, which have taken the whole place over every summer for years. There are no tattoo parlors in the city, and there is a definite public down-stare on profanity, and its use on the strip. Feeling burnt, relaxed, and of course, properly baked, I decided I would accompany my roommate and his friend to Rite-Aid, so I could address my after- sun needs. Pulling from the lot, I decided to roll a few blocks down the alley between Broad and Franklin, in Jackson Ward. I was so excited to see that the Richmond alley's were still there waiting for me! The overgrown gardens of row houses spilling random flowers over fences, and through cracks in the bricks, and random little tags in the most inconspicuous places. The sun was starting to set, and the lighting was right to enjoy this city in its best summer Sunday evening tranquility of dirt, grim, stickers and spray-paint.