painting on the walls of the world is how we tell our stories. it’s how it’s been for centuries. we like to create and we like to sing and dance and laugh and love. that chalk on that stone fireplace is never gonna come off, but it tells a story. every scratch, every scribble, every doodle and word written and painting. all of these meant something to someone once. you are leaving a part of yourself to be seen to the rest of the universe. the world is a canvas for our imagination.
i guess this is why i have such a love for artstyles like graffiti. graffiti tells stories that no amount of words can even begin to express, sometimes. graffiti is an act of love, an act of pain, an act of expression.
we should draw on walls more. cover the world in paint, in chalk, in watercolor and gouache.
