During #artstreethbg the artists went through a lot of sponsored paint and Swedish industry magazine “Målmarmästaren” wrote a little piece about the festival. That’s all nice and neat, but for me the biggest thrill is that I got some of my photos published. Funny thing is that one photo is of my sister and the electrical box we painted together, and the other one is a photo of my grandma visiting the streetart workshop which was held on the last day of the festival. A nice little victory on a otherwise rainy Monday.
I’m happy to finally add the edited shots I took at the old dairy factory about a week ago. This place was built in the 60’s and the building is gorgeous. It’s got a basement (now flooded), a main floor and a second floor. The building is huge, but every inch is covered in graffiti which has been building up for years. There are obviously people living there since the floor was covered in poop, both fresh and stale. As we snuck around the floors, making nothing but shuttersounds we heard footsteps (there’s glass everywhere) and loud breathing, quite creepy since you don’t really know who’s making those sounds. But judging from the traces people left there it ain’t Jehovah’s witnesses living in there. Amazing spot to say the least, both in and outside.