2012-2019
Another flashback in my memory- my favorite wall.
Long time ago on it was painted a pink sakura and everyone knew this wall.🌺 It was the first wall in the city that official permission to legal graffiti writing awaited, and it took me a whole summer and a bunch of nerves and unimaginable arguments to get my idea around. At that time, not even every policeman knew what the word “graffiti” means, someone even managed to call the police and accuse them of spreading the culture of the West. But after finishing work, passers-by were thankful for the beauty, and everyone in the city knew about the existence of such an artist as iZZY iZVNE, and it became fashionable to paint flowers on the walls)🤭
My grown up life began from this wall and the most important lessons in my life were taught by Mr. Hip-Hop. As it turned out, not everyone who calls himself your friend will truly be sincerely happy for you. It’s not necessary, if you don’t do anything bad to anyone, then you will not be touched. If you believe in something with all your heart, you have to go till the end through thick and thin and then the rest ones will believe in the same. And most importantly, little cute girls sometimes have a stronger kernel than adult men (but not the fact that the second ones will forgive her for that).
I had extremely mixed feelings when it was time to update this wall.
Vivid memories of how it all began and thoughts about where it led. I can not express in words how lucky I really am to find such a favorite thing that has been mesmerizing me for the 9th year in a row.
The text of calligraphy is devoted to the stencil left by an unknown author on the next wall "don't let your dream be a dream".
Wish you all the same feelings.💙
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📸Thanks for photo Sasha Antoniu
#izzyizvne
Another flashback in my memory- my favorite wall.
Long time ago on it was painted a pink sakura and everyone knew this wall.🌺 It was the first wall in the city that official permission to legal graffiti writing awaited, and it took me a whole summer and a bunch of nerves and unimaginable arguments to get my idea around. At that time, not even every policeman knew what the word “graffiti” means, someone even managed to call the police and accuse them of spreading the culture of the West. But after finishing work, passers-by were thankful for the beauty, and everyone in the city knew about the existence of such an artist as iZZY iZVNE, and it became fashionable to paint flowers on the walls)🤭
My grown up life began from this wall and the most important lessons in my life were taught by Mr. Hip-Hop. As it turned out, not everyone who calls himself your friend will truly be sincerely happy for you. It’s not necessary, if you don’t do anything bad to anyone, then you will not be touched. If you believe in something with all your heart, you have to go till the end through thick and thin and then the rest ones will believe in the same. And most importantly, little cute girls sometimes have a stronger kernel than adult men (but not the fact that the second ones will forgive her for that).
I had extremely mixed feelings when it was time to update this wall.
Vivid memories of how it all began and thoughts about where it led. I can not express in words how lucky I really am to find such a favorite thing that has been mesmerizing me for the 9th year in a row.
The text of calligraphy is devoted to the stencil left by an unknown author on the next wall "don't let your dream be a dream".
Wish you all the same feelings.💙
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📸Thanks for photo Sasha Antoniu
#izzyizvne
