Sometimes (more like most) of the time, I plan my visits in different cities around their street art. If they are known to have dope murals and graffiti, I am going to find it. Occasionally, I will take an official street art tour, but my favorite finds are those when I am busy getting lost in the streets and discover masterpieces.
Deep Ellum, Dallas
She is the reason I fell in love with Dallas. She is where I spend most of my recreational time. I feel inspired here whenever I come and I love (and hate) that the art is always changing. A mural I get enamored with can be gone tomorrow, but that makes me appreciate the art even more because it doesn't last forever. Deep Ellum is bae and the best neighborhood in Dallas. If you don't like it, fight me. ;-)
D.C. is the only city in the US I would live in if I was forced to move outside of Texas. Now, being raised as a Jersey girl, I frequented D.C. often, but I never took the time to appreciate how artistic it was. Well, I got with the program in February and May of 2016, and had a ball finding random places I had stalked on Google. Ironically enough, I wore the perfect shade of purple for when I visited during my line sister's law school graduation. Take a look.
Toronto is one of my top 5 cities. Period. I love its diversity, cleanliness, and the neighborhoods. I had heard that Toronto had dope street art but when I finally came across Graffiti Alley with my Soror, I was taken aback. It became even more magical because the day I visited, January 1, it began to snow right before I headed to the airport. I am not even a fan of cold precipitation but for this magical moment early, I was glad to be there. To the 6.
Lisboa, the beautiful. My "home" in Europe. The city I didn't expect to spend much time in. What a surprise she was. This was one of the cities in which I took an official tour but I got to look at the political side of its art and was able to hear artist's stories. It was refreshing to be able to identify an artist by the style of their work alone before finding their signature. Best of all, I was able to capture quite a few artists planning out their next pieces, but because I respected their talent, I retreated.
Even though I had a few rough patches in Berlin, the art spoke for itself. I was beyond honored to be residing in the historic East Side of the city. I was a 5 minute walk from the Berlin Wall (which speaks to me more, because, 1989) and was in a street art lover's heaven. I still encourage people to visit this city and take in the wonderful art all over. It gave Lisbon a run for its money!