Masterful Czech Graffiti: #4

To make up for the serious lack of graffiti photos over the past two months, I will now unleash a warm torrent of photo action all over your sultry, volunteering eyes. Here we goes, starting with the most astounding piece I've seen yet:

Masterful Czech Graffiti: #3

I've decided that the tags in this city speak for themselves, so from now on I'm not going to try and add clever captions, because that's just not working out. All I will say is that I was walking through Prague with my parents and my girlfriend when I saw these two, and that this next one is far and away my single favourite of all the graffiti I've seen in Prague so far. Props to my babygurl Deidre for spotting it:

Masterful Czech Graffiti: #2

I apologize in advance for the awful formatting of this blog. Blogger is not very user-friendly or intuitive.

Anyways... You know how everyone holds within themselves the innate dream to just drop everything they're doing and write 'shit' on the wall? Well I guess some people are dreamers, and some are doers.

Such finesse.

I've recently moved to a new neighbourhood called Zizkov, and have been walking around a LOT over the past couple days, thus exposing myself to a great range of graffiti themes. All of the forthcoming photos were taken over the course of a two-hour walk. 

Take a second to consider that these people are taking time out of their days to translate their tags into a second, or even third, language for the viewing pleasure of those who speak English. That's pretty impressive when you think about it.

The first two tags which inspired me to take out my camera that day. Short, sweet, well put (not to mention punctuated):

My friend Matt stumbled upon a blue "CRIPS" tag his old Prague neighbourhood. This was a most beliwdering sight in Zizkov, completing my confusion over Matt's find.

Just down the block, a public service announcement, imaginably to combat the prevalence of 'BLOODS' tags:

The Hell's Angels confirming their presence:

And what the hell, how about some nine-year-old millenium paranoia to round out an excellent walk: