Imagine a city where graffiti wasn’t illegal, a city where everybody could draw whatever they liked. Where every street was awash with a million colours and little phrases. Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a party where everyone was invited, not just the estate agents and barons of big business. Imagine a city like that and stop leaning against the wall – it’s wet.
Sharing a final set of snapshots of art sighted on walls around Malaga.
Click here to view Part I.
Click here to view Part II.
Click here to view Part III.