Walls of Barrio Brasil, street art in Santiago
“If you want to be an artist, marry a an art curator” it’s scribbled on a building a couple of blocks away from the hostel I’m stying in in Santiago. So that’s the secret, good to know! I keep wandering around in the neighborhood, taking random streets, getting lost on purpose (without actually getting lost, I get back to the hostel without even having to look at the map once, now, where’s my sense of direction when I really need it!?). Barrio Brasil, you never know what you’ll encounter around the next corner. Scribbles of wisdom words on the wall, elaborate wall pieces, political statements, psychedelically mixes of colors or tons of simple tags. On one wall the light filtered through the leaves of a nearby tree make the underwater piece almost come alive.