I’m not even gonna lie. Sometimes when cities that didn’t have much happening in the way of street art suddenly start commissioning a million murals all over town to make things “trendy,” it feels fake to me. I’m not gonna name names, but it just doesn’t feel true to the city’s identity. And it annoys me. I’m close-minded like that.
But this is NOT the case with Columbus. It hasn’t historically been quite so colorful as it is today, but now that this is really beginning to change, it feels natural. It feels like an actualization of the identity Columbus has always had.
If you don’t know, I was born and raised in Columbus, so I feel pretty qualified to make statements on its true identity. And in this particular installment, I was lucky enough to have my mother—who is a Columbus-based painter (IG/Website)—give me the visual arts grand tour of the city. Even though this is my hometown, at least 50% of this stuff was new to me. Columbus is a big city and is growing rapidly, but it’s still small enough that she knew, or was at least specifically aware of almost every muralist that contributed to the gallery below. Some of the murals you will see in this article have been around long enough to attain “landmark status” in Columbus, but most of them are new… ish.
The series below existed as of May 2021 in various nooks and crannies across the Franklinton, Hilltop, Linden, Clintonville, Short North, and Bronzeville neighborhoods.
Whew! That was a lot, and I’m sure that by the time I publish this article, it will already be out-of-date. So let’s consider this “volume 1.”
Columbus still seems to have a borderline non-existent reputation on the national level, but it’s one of the fastest-growing cities in America and is one of the most randomly/unexpectedly cool places that you could ever have the good fortune of ending up. So in this article, it’s even more important than usual that I list the artists who are featured above. The talented folks who created the stuff are as follows, along with links to their Instagrams and/or websites, are listed below in no particular order👇👇👇
Katie Golonka (@cherryalleypaint)
Francesca Miller (@_callmefree)
Austin Chambers (@aft6six)
Michelle Carter (@chelly_usagi)
Rick Borg (@rick.borg.58)
Karji Jimi Weah
Gabriela Torres (@ms.torressss)
Kaylynn Etienne (@kalebetta)
Martin Blenkinsopp & Davey Highben (@blenkm_highben)
Grace Buchholz (@airs_and_graces_)
Dennis Baek (@dennisbaekdesign)
W.E. Arnold (@wearnold)
Eric Grohe
If you’re reading this and realize that I missed somebody, please let me know! I’d love to be able to give credit where credit is due.
Since I’m nostalgic for Columbus, here are a couple other random snaps from the day that we hiked all over the city to compile this article. Left to right, these were taken in the Short North, the Olde North, South Linden, and Clintonville, respectively. Sigh.
That is all for today! But there’s a 0% chance that this is the last you’ll hear from me about Columbus. I’ll be in and out of Columbus for the rest of my life.
Anyway, on the morning of my first day in Mexico City, a friend and I were taking an Uber across the city to get to the bus station, when I started to see bits and pieces of murals tucked away down alleyways, behind cars, over fences, etc. We were clearly passing through some sort of cluster, so I quickly grabbed my phone and dropped a pin on the map. Come hell or high water, I was going to come back to this spot with my camera.
The gallery that follows contains murals from all over Mexico City that we walked past as some point the week we spent there, but probably 50% of them come from that dropped pin on the map. And probably 75% of what are my favorites in this lot come from that dropped pin on the map.
I could talk about the history of San Francisco for ages, but this article is about what has been happening much more recently. Historically, the Mission had been home to a large part of SF’s Chicano/Latino population, but starting as early as the late 1960s, the LBGTQ community began to play a much more defining role in the neighborhood’s identity. You are probably already familiar with San Francisco’s reputation for being the gay capital of the U.S., but what you might not know is that much of this reputation was built right here in the Mission.
However, by the late 1970s, the Mission had become a much more multidimensional haven for fringe culture. It actually developed a thriving punk rock scene, and helped produced such bands as the Dead Kennedys, Jawbreaker, Rancid, and Green Day! Even today, you’ll see remnants of this scene walking around the streets of the Mission with colorful mohawks and studded belts.
Of all the amazing pieces of civilization subsisting out here in the Westfjords, none sparked my interest like these tiny Icelandic churches. These little structures were often the only sign of human life for miles in any direction. Each time we caught a glimpse of the small pointy steeple from our place on the road, we would come to a screeching halt and dive off down the nearest dirt road to explore. No two of these churches were the same. Each was completely unique, and a few of them had even been left unlocked!
At 18,380 feet (or 5,602 meters) above sea level, Khardungla Pass is the highest motorable road in the world. To put altitude in perspective for you, that's almost 13 times the height of the Empire State Building. It's a little less than the length of 115 (American) Football fields. It is the equivalent to about 3.5 miles. It is also 780 feet higher than Everest Base Camp.
So let's get into it!
The rest of us, strangers to one another at this point, looked at each other, and then with an uneasy shrug climbed down onto the deck of this tiny boat. It bobbled precariously with every passing wave. One thing was certain: this was going to be interesting. So let’s fast-forward a little bit, shall we?
I’ve gotten to the point with these street art features that I plan my trips around them. If I can get a day to myself, I’m gonna wander around with my camera all day until I find 100 murals I love. And I’m not just doing it “for the ‘gram” anymore! Seriously, these days of wandering are often what makes me feel like I have gotten to know a city at all. That is especially true for a place like Los Angeles.
In a city where most of the time spent between two points is in the back of an Uber, staring at your phone, walking the streets isn’t exactly “normal.” This is a car city. So going through the exercise of walking 10 miles in day, exploring this city street by street, looking in nooks and crannies for murals, poking around small businesses—this can really give you a feel for the DNA of Los Angeles. Of course, whatever I’ve managed to see so far is just a drop in the bucket! But it’s exposed me to a lot. And it helped me internalize the map of this city, so that I started to be able to find my way around without a map.