Recently I bought a 12 pack of coloured chalks to make a birthday card, and then put them away in the cupboard along with all the other unused stationary of my past. I thought they were doomed to a long life of slow decomposition and lack of sunlight, but one sunny Sunday afternoon I found myself with longing for a pavement mural.
So four of my cousins and me set out to the streets, with a box of barely used chalks in hand, and childhood spirit in our hearts. Suffice to say no great or brilliant works of art were created, but the experience was wierdly freeing. This childish graffiti art is definitely a good way to spend a sunny afternoon.
So four of my cousins and me set out to the streets, with a box of barely used chalks in hand, and childhood spirit in our hearts. Suffice to say no great or brilliant works of art were created, but the experience was wierdly freeing. This childish graffiti art is definitely a good way to spend a sunny afternoon.
-Grace x
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