On Murals in Reykjavik

This is a fab post about murals in Reykjavik! Thank you, Frank!

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After cruising the British Isles in 2017, we flew to Reykjavik, Iceland where we had an outstanding 4 day/3 night stay. Not only were the tours outside the city spectacular, the city of Reykjavik was a pleasant surprise.

With a population of about 110,000 (approximately one-third of the country’s population), Reykjavik was charming, quaint, active, and unique. Although I’ve already posted about the city, Reykjavik has an outstanding collection of murals! … and Resa would love them!

Although I originally planned a more informative look at the murals, this post (the first of my Closeout Tour) looks at some of the one’s I captured. “Resources” at the end offers links for more information and additional images of the beautiful murals in Reykjavik. Many of the murals in those links are stunning!

Do you have a favorite?

At the airport (KEF) I was surprised to find this complex mural.

Resources

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Street art poetry: Collaboration by Resa and i

This is Charlie Zero’s & my second Street Art Poetry collaboration. We want it to become a movement. There will be a third!

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Resa Mcconaghy and I collaborated on ‘street art poetry’.
Her interpretation of my words is an 80’s futurism vibe,
blending psychedelic trance & sci-fi spectrum kaleidoscope colors.

She is a rock star and a brilliant painter/artist/poet/ designer/
& photographer. Much praise to her incredible work and contribution
to the arts and community. 🙂

Without further ado here’s a poem and photography of amazing art.

Unzip the clock –
Inside
origins pulsate.
Every color hatches
a rotten piano.

The Flowers blend in with the art.
Resa, you captured this shot so well. I love it. 🙂

This photo shot is perfect!

All the colors and the words awake the enigma eye.

The hot pink, black, green, & white looks so hypnotizing and spectacular.

The eye is unzipping the clock.

The Monarch Butterfly observing and understanding the poem. 🙂

Please visit Resa’s page:https://graffitiluxandmurals.com/

Art Gowns:https://artgowns.com/

Queen’s end: https://queensend.wordpress.com/

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Revenge of the Egg

This is the 3rd time that the egg outside of the Art Store has been painted over.

The Egg is oval. However, when I used the Pano setting on my IPhone, it came out round. Go figure!

The top of the Egg was higher than me, and hard to capture. The Egg is about 6 feet tall. (1.83 M). The sun was high up, glaring upon the top of the Egg.

Still, an interesting challenge to capture it for us all.

This is a realistic side view of the Egg. Some may remember the first Egg I posted – Egg of Birdo

A car was blocking my ability to go all around the Egg, but the car was black & all clean and shiny. The next 4 reflections are lots of fun.

Pics taken by Resa – July 17, 2019

Toronto, Canada

The Artist:

I’m partial to Eggs. I don’t eat them, but I do an interpretive dance called “The Egg Dance”.  It was performed last at The Chicklets’ Poetry Party in April. Click on the pice to enjoy an encore performance!

Artwork © Georgiann Cralson

4 Gi Metallicat

There was a Metallicat a few blocks from me, but it got painted over.

It was very exciting to find a new 4 Gi Metallicat in Kensington Market.

It’s the year of the butterflies out in the alleys. On my street art safari, I also found birds and faces, but no cats, except for Metallicat.

Maybe next year will be a good street art cat year.

Pics take by Resa – July 24, 2019

Toronto, Canada

Artist: Kwest

 

Clown College – Queen’s end Redux 1+

Josh Middleman was the 4th of 7 children. His harried parents had few moments for him. From his 1st day at school, he felt invisible.

Artist: Birdo

No one stopped him from joining in schoolyard games, although he was never a winner even when he won. When he graduated, they were one gown down & one cap short. Josh had to wear his suit. No one noticed. Although he graduated in the top 10 of his class, serious career positions eluded him. His life was a wreck.

One day he came upon a Clown College. Frustrated & bitter, he shuffled through the doors with an upside down smile on his face, and a tear in his eye.

      “You’re in” shouted the Clown College recruiter, as he handed an enrolment form to Josh.

With a painted smile and a hidden heart, he graduated with honours.

As a clown, Josh made many laugh and feel happy. Others were crazy clown scared. Whatever, he was not invisible anymore. Josh Middleman was a “must have clown” for all children’s parties, parades and local promotions.

      Eventually, he married and earned enough money to buy a home at Queen’s end. Here, Josh would don his ginormous clown’s shoes and think with glee, “In your face, unhappiness!”

Photos © Resa McConaghy – 2012, 2017, 2019

Winnipeg & Toronto

Short Story © Resa McConaghy – 2015

I’m Jeepo, and I approve this Redux