Maybe you have become so enamoured by a topic which you find you being consumed by it? Each single time you leave the home you are searching for it, considering it, and needing it. No, I’m not talking about my heroin difficulty; talking about that doesn’t go over well. This is all about my Buenos Aires road artwork problem.
I encountered my drug of choice to Rio de Janeiro’s streets. Among the hustle and bustle of Brazil’s second biggest city there is what some might call an underbelly, yet something I thing should be celebrated and promoted. Each time I left the doorway of my Santa Teresa apartment I was instantly placed in its existence that was intoxicating.
Fast ahead. I came in Argentina’s bustling capital. I had heard before coming that the Buenos Aires street art street art scene had been world class. I had been after spending the summer back home in the road art, ready for the next fix confines of Calgary, Canada.
The first two months I lived in the very clean, white-washed rich neighbourhood of Recoleta. The top class here haven’t quite caught on to the fashion nonetheless Though road art is quite much adopted in Buenos Aires. This left me believing that the city may not be too big of a hotspot like I thought.
Then things changed.
First I went into some street art festival, called Styles’ Meeting. It had a few global artists all working, and the town’s finest on amazing pieces for four days. It included skateboarding, break dance, hip groups, and everything which goes with all the art scene. It was a festival that is amazing, together with some truly ingenious pieces of street art.
After visiting the festival, I knew that I needed to go on a”Buenos Aires Street Art Tour” here so as to find a few more of their best. That is where I met with Matt, the owner, operator, even extraordinaire about the BsAs scene. He shot me, and a couple of others on a trip to a few of the greatest sites which were safely accessible in the city (some amazing stuff is produced in under awesome neighbourhoods.)
Once the tour ended, he invited me into a all girls street art festival in one of those”less than amazing” parts of the city. I had nothing else happening this afternoon, so why don’t you go to the hood? We took the subway, and a railway, and a f’in mad cab (literally the driver was nuts,) for into the days festivities. After there Matt had been greeted by everybody, and we all made our rounds using a peek at the newest creations by these ladies.
When many travelers are spending their time searching for tourist sites, restaurants, bars, parks, and museums, then I am searching for my next fix. I can not get enough of street art in Buenos Aires, also happily this city keeps attracting it. There’s a festival nearly every weekend and there artists coming on a normal basis. The road art scene in Buenos Aires is in the Identical realm as the heavyweights of Sao Paolo, London, Berlin, New York, Bogota, and Rio. How do I know? Itaken photos in half of these cities — this past year, and’ve seen. I’m going to keep following my medicine into another fix. Contrary to other medications, nevertheless, her beauty keeps getting better.
Article by Brice Peressini, the Trading Voyageur.
He and I met in the World Travel Market in London. Follow him on Facebook.