"Imagine a city where graffiti wasn't illegal, a city where everybody drew whatever they liked. Where every street was awash with a million colours and little phrases. Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a party where everyone was invited, not just the estate agents and barons of big business. Imagine a city like that and stop leaning against the wall - it's wet. “ - Banksy


it was bloody cold.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Premier thoughts


For the majority of my sixteen years in this in this world I have somehow managed to spend my time in Wellington, the most vibrant and fabulous place created. I'm not entirely sure how I achieved it, but I did, and only hours ago I felt a sudden urge to declare this to the universe. I wanted everyone to know about this secret place, the capital of two small islands below Australia and be able to feel the excitement, the flurry, the colour, the tranquility, the taste, the texture, and the individuality of it. A blogspot was the only way to go. Plus I figured it was a good way to get me totally exploring Wellington, to cram in as much as I can before I eventually leave here. I'm going to try and delve into every belle place around town, seeking out the beauty and funk, taking amazing photos and writing in this blog to prove it.
Not to mention that it will be utterly mixed in with my life and what's going on. I'm going to have a lot of fun with this I think...
Lucy pucy