Street art doesn’t need a lot of superfluous verbiage. I’m not interfering with any of the artists’ messages upon delivering this final group of snapshots of walls that caught our attention while we were in Oaxaca in February. Just letting the art speak to you.
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Postcard from Oaxaca, Mexico: Where blank walls are canvases
Above, “El Guardian del Barrio,” Uli Martinez
Street art in Oaxaca entices you to wander down many side streets you might otherwise miss. It’s a colorful kaleidoscope mirroring the cultural heritage, contemporary concerns, heart and soul of its residents. Here’s another installment.
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Above: A haunting image of a tightly bound slave on his side at the bottom of a wall is one of many works emerging from the Colectivo Subterraneos.
A prior post introduced Oaxaca’s Colectivo Subterraneos along with its series of “Los Nadies” on a pink-walled house in Barrio de Xochimilco, but these figures have popped up throughout the historic center of the city.
Unlike the scrambled mix-and-match style of the figures on the pink structure, most of these “Nobodies” are privileged enough to have retained their own original bodies. Prints of slaves also plaster buildings, images so powerful that Gord Goble described them in Penticon Now as both beautiful and terrifying portrayals of “man’s inhumanity to man.”
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