Most times, when we walk through the dark toward the light,
we find something uplifting.




Yesterday, I finally went to Graffiti Park. Castle Hill (the Castle itself once was once a Military Institute) was supposed to be a building development. It failed but the concrete walls remained. So, guess what sneaky graffiti artists did? They painted. And painted. Now, with permission, you can create your own graffiti art. This means that every time you go, you’ll find it different. Cool, huh?



Stick Man tries to copy while Worm Man wants to steal. Or, is it the other way around? You tell me.

Graffiti Art Painting by me, CDW