We finished the enormous gaucho at the Meeting of Styles and went looking for another wall. We stopped by the MOS spot to see what was going down and marvelled at this incredible mother and son by Pesimo – incredible styles and great execution. The whole place had over flowed with colour since we had left early the night before to find a steak dinner.
We had heard Vhils was doing something far away from the MOS spot and thought we should give it a look. We thought we were lost as we walked down this enormous boulevard but we kept on in the sweltering heat. We spotted Lilliween up a ladder and Peruvian Jade Rivera painting next to her.underneath a huge cast iron bridge. As we rounded the corner an enormous Skeletor greeted us and shit a brick when we realised the scale of the wall Lean Frizzera, Martin Ron and Emy Mariani had painted. It was enormous… We had to paint by these guys and scoped out a wall right next to them which was covered in Political slogans and football team propaganda.
We hopped across the street between 12 lanes of traffic all speeding up to catch the lights and found a stash of ladders, paint and emulsion. We had nearly exhausted our supply and picked up much needed black IronLak and local paint. We legged it back across the street this time carrying an enormous ladder and set up underneath a crying tree. This set the tone for a serene and laid back paint next to the busiest street we have ever seen underneath a huge railway bridge in the middle of Avenida Libertador and Doreigo.
This was the most moist we have been painting for a while – the Buenos Aires Crying treee, Fresh Orange Juice, local Churapan from the street vendor and incrediblee humidity made this one sweaty paint – but the people were great and the police even showed up to lend some support..
We finished pretty late and the darkness comes on you quickly in Argentina. We trusted the final shots to local photographers and got the fuck out – stranger and stranger people were turning up and the busy street became a honking noisy smelly polluted gridlocked mess. The fun was over time to get out of dodge. We hopped in a taxi and headed to a wall some new friends were painting around the corner and got thoroughly blazed and drunk on the local 40oz beer and strange bush weed.. All the pictures from this point on were very wobbly.. anyway here is the results…
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