The Color Exchange encapsulated

I think the best way to encapsulate the experience of the mural was through the eyes of this old Greek lady (pictured here) who stopped by the first day we were doing our outline. She didn't realize that we were the artists because we were sitting a little bit away from it taking a break. She comes over and is shouting at the wall in Greek, throwing up her hands in disbelief and walking around talking to herself. We had no idea what she was saying but her tone indicated that it was not "Wow I love public art how exciting!" She comes over to us and is talking at our faces again and we are nodding yes, we know. How strange yes. Yes graffiti, bad. Then she goes and steals one of our strawberrie

The Color Exchange

Because I failed so much at blogging the best way to see how the mural went will be on The Color Exchange's Facebook page, which you can see even if you don't have a facebook: But I will give you some behind the scenes from my journal :) We quickly learn the best way to rope people in. We realize the excuse of "Oh but we're in a rush" is rarely because people are actually in a rush, it is more so because they think we are strange Americans with paint on our hands. So we say, "But it's so quick! All you have to do is pick a card". Waving them over like we are not taking no for an answer really so they might as well just come. Okay, I can pick a card. And more of

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