It was an unfortunate happenstance which I found myself repeating today, that I kept missing opportunities to capture some of the fabulous body art adorneding the attendees of Birmingham's first graffitti festival.
I would be in the middle of a conversation and out of the corner of my eyes something beautiful would be passing me by, however, the clearly captivating conversation would draw me back in and try as I might I didn't manage to find the person again.
However, I did take snaps of a few:
Bo and her meaningless butterflies
I once read that butterflies need the challenge of struggling to get out of the cocoon in order to release a hormone into their blood, which makes the wings harden once they dry out. If the wings don't dry and harden the butterfly can't fly, and will die. Not much more profound a symbol than that for the quest to find and fall in love with yourself!
Do you think women who get tattoos are all particularly spiritual? They always seem to have butterflies...
Bo, told me she doesn't have any deep and meaningful reasons behind her tattoos, however, this one seems rather profound to be simply done on a whim... what do you think?
Creating art anywhere
There was an amazing artist taking face painting to a beautiful new level, making up the faces of girls and women alike. She was super talented, fortunately my friend snapped a pic of one of the women who'd had the side of her face painted, as she posed for her friend by the word wall in the Market Hall. It was fabulicicious.