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Quito, Ecuador. Part 1...
29.07.2010
I'm privileged to get invited to travel the world with my artwork, i've met and hung with some amazing people, so when I got invited to participate in the '9th Festival Arte en la Calle' Quito, Ecuador, it seemed a hell of a far off destination to hit, added to the complications of the language barrier, what I was expected to do in Quito when I arrived was vague, 'paint a car' was as much as I knew, so I packed heavily and went as prepared as the best Scout could do. I boarded the first of 4 flights to Ecuador, half expecting to arrive in Quito and be bundled into the back of a car in some elaborate kidnap or smuggler mule plan... I couldn't have been more wrong... I was greeted by smiling faces and warm hearts... not to mention the most amazing scenery... a sprawling city nestled in the belly of a valley shadowed by snow caped mountains and volcanoes... and the thinest, most polluted air my lungs have ever breathed...
4 days to get busy in the city... and on the 5th day live paint a car at the Festival in front of a sprawling crowd... great that bit I lost in translation... still in a city where the cops can be bribed with $20 and it's better to ask forgiveness than permission, every wall became fair game... oh and it helps hugely if you have a brother in tow who not only speaks Spanish but has a charm not even the law can avoid... massive shout to Uri... or NY*Face as he's known... more, much more to follow.
D*
29.07.2010
I'm privileged to get invited to travel the world with my artwork, i've met and hung with some amazing people, so when I got invited to participate in the '9th Festival Arte en la Calle' Quito, Ecuador, it seemed a hell of a far off destination to hit, added to the complications of the language barrier, what I was expected to do in Quito when I arrived was vague, 'paint a car' was as much as I knew, so I packed heavily and went as prepared as the best Scout could do. I boarded the first of 4 flights to Ecuador, half expecting to arrive in Quito and be bundled into the back of a car in some elaborate kidnap or smuggler mule plan... I couldn't have been more wrong... I was greeted by smiling faces and warm hearts... not to mention the most amazing scenery... a sprawling city nestled in the belly of a valley shadowed by snow caped mountains and volcanoes... and the thinest, most polluted air my lungs have ever breathed...
4 days to get busy in the city... and on the 5th day live paint a car at the Festival in front of a sprawling crowd... great that bit I lost in translation... still in a city where the cops can be bribed with $20 and it's better to ask forgiveness than permission, every wall became fair game... oh and it helps hugely if you have a brother in tow who not only speaks Spanish but has a charm not even the law can avoid... massive shout to Uri... or NY*Face as he's known... more, much more to follow.
D*