February 13th, 2007 – by: Seetwist
The view as I re-packed my car this morning. The fog lifted shortly after I took this picture.
My host had to get to work around 8 in the morning, but since he lived in a secured housing complex, he told me to take my time and leave whenever I wanted, so I got up around 9, took a shower, left a few bottles of Fat Tire in the fridge as a going-away present, and hit the streets. I was fairly close to the Little 5 Points area, and so it didn't take me long to find the graffiti. I followed a long wall with dozens of single and dual-color throwies and a bit of wheatpaste before coming to a bridge on Kroq street. If you live in ATL, or have ever visited the Little 5 Points area before, you know exactly what I am talking about. And in case you haven't been there, let me explain this tunnel to you.
It is one lane in either direction, split down the middle by 15 or so concrete pillars.
The Kroq Street Bridge.
The entire inside of this tunnel is covered from top to bottom with AMAZING artwork. I spent nearly two hours walking back and forth taking pictures. Stencils of every kind, beautiful murals, fresh pieces, and stencils that looked like they had been there for years. I actually had to swap out memory cards AND batteries I took so many pictures. My mouth was literally hanging open in amazement that such a place could exist and not get the buff. Then again, I live in a city where even dumpsters are cleaned on a weekly basis, so there you go.
I ended up getting lost somewhere in Decatur
because I was just driving up one block and down the next without really paying attention to where I was headed.
Just incredible. What more can I say?
Each new street brought new styles, new artists and less storage space. I finally called it quits around 1 or so because I had to drive all the way to Wilmington that same day. However, it wasn't just the art that kept me there. The giant trees, the humidity, the birds (cardinals all over), the sights and even the people were just so colorful and interesting that I could have spent another week just cruising around. I didn't even spend much time downtown, I just passed through briefly while looking for a bite to eat. Not only that, but the storm that had been following me for the past few days finally turned north and I had nothing but sunshine for the duration of my stay.
Final thoughts about the dirty south? It's an amazing place, and if you get a chance, I highly reccommend visiting, even for an afternoon. Now that I know some people down there (who I got along with famously), I'm going to make sure to plan an extended stay. Atlanta was probably the highlight of my trip (so far, anyway). My only regret is not picking up a few six-packs of that wonderful beer I drank the night before.
Now I am ocean-bound! By tomorrow, I will be staring at the sea!