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Dunedin Street Art – A Visual Treat ( first posted on thebarefootfoodie.org - 11 Jan 2017 )

 

Dunedin Street Art – A Visual Treat

JANUARY 11, 2017BAREFOOT TRAVELS, NEW ZEALAND

When walls become canvasses converted into public galleries for the masses to enjoy! Even trees and common utilities are not spared. Businesses and communities also get their creative juices flowing…

ROA ( Belgium ) at Diesoline Espresso, 7 Bath St
Pixel Pancho ( Italy ) and Phlegm ( UK ) Thyme Building, 5 Stafford St
Dal East ( South Africa ) My Mate John’s Carpark, 19 Stafford St
Stickum Coop ( NZ ) Guy Howard Smith & Aroka Novak, Crown Hotel, 179 Rattray St
Phlegm ( UK ) Dunedin Musician’s Club Building, 12 Manse St
Fintan Magee ( Aust ) Scenic Circle Southern Hotel, 149 Rattray St
John Thom ( NZ ) at 8 Vogel St
Bezt ( Etham Cru ) Poland, 142 High St
Andy McCready ( NZ ), Union Steam St Building, 38 Water St
Devon Smith (NZ ) Vogel St Kitchen Rear Entrance, 76 Vogel St
Be Free ( Aust ) Alleyway on 90 Bond St
Natalia Rak ( Poland ) Carpark on 48 Bond St
Pixel Pancho ( Italy ) Chipmunks Building, 361 Princess St
Phlegm (UK ) Vogel St Kitchen Side Wall, 76 Vogel St
Be Free ( Aust ) Salisbury Boutique Building, 104 Bond St
Hyuro ( Argentina ) Vogel St rear entrance, 76 Vogel St
Sean Duffel ( NZ ), Dager (NZ ), Haley Jones ( NZ ) Mica Still ( NZ ) Bongo (NZ ) Be Free ( Aust ) Trust ME (NZ ) Rame ( France ) Carpark Wall, 27 Crawford St
Chill out with the Beatles after a Hard Day’s Night
Devon Smith (NZ ) Vogel St Kitchen Rear Entrance, 76 Vogel St
Setting a benchmark?
All Dressed Up ( Anon )
Community services
Not your ordinary box
( anon )
Someone does not like R2D2
This one goes into hiding
( Anon )
Penguin Parade
Green Corridor

 

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