After Zurich I caught a train down to my flat in Barcelona to chill out for a few days on la playa before flying up to Reykjavik, Iceland. The contrast of laying on the beach soaking up some sunshine, to the chilly arctic winds of Iceland was an adventure all in itself. Iceland is a very interesting country and Island. Because of its isolation from the rest of Europe. The style of its music, art, and fashion is very unique because of this factor. The whole country of Iceland only has 250,000 people, with 185,000 of those living in the Capital city of Reykjavik. I was fortunate to have friends in the isolated countryside as well as the centre of Reykjavik, which made the 3 weeks in Iceland well rounded and cultured.
Reykjavik has a young, but very intensely growing street scene. Within the last 2 years Graffiti has been hitting the city streets in growing numbers, and with participants. Reykjavik is a challenge because of its cold, subzero climate during the night time. The Downtown is literally a ghost town after midnight, but the freezing cold winds make it hard to paint and be outside for longer than 20 minutes. Painting the City was the easy part, the challenge laid in how long you could handle the cold. My advice is to wear 2 jackets and 3 pairs of pants when you go painting in Reykjavik!
* I want to thank Miss Riel, and Nomad for their overly Courteous Hospitality. I could not have done it without your assistance!
Cesco for your flat while you were gone. Krem for the Cabin and tour of the mountain side. Tanya for your love, Cirkus for letting us tag your bar up night after night, and Galo for being my right hand man with the wild nights of Jaegermeister!
This wall is smack in the centre of Reykjavik. A collaboration of styles with Nomad, and Miss Riel. Using the roller extension around all the construction supplies was fun, until you slipped. Hot cocoa breaks courtesy of Miss Riel.
The Icelandic Countryside is like no other.
The Icelandic pedestrian sealed the deal with the yellow highlights in this frame. Nice bag of tricks on his part. Takk.
This “castle” was abandoned because of a fire earlier in the year. The fire probably had something to do with the next door neighbors who were selling Speed/Meth to what seemed like the whole city of Reykjavik. We (Nomad, and Miss Riel) recreated the building into a castle but had a hard time keeping focus as so many cracked out people were offering us and asking us for Speed/Meth. My part of the castle was play on words that read “A QUEEN, FOR A KNIGHT”
A conceptual wrap around roller in the Icelandic countryside while the others film and watch Brom (Berlin) do a throw-up.
Iceland’s main support of economy is through fishing. The opportunity to attach an arrow on this boat caught my eye.