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PG and Uzi went back downtown Sunday, to see the rest of the Living Walls. The journey started at Paris on Ponce, an antique store across from Green’s liquor store. The mural had a few cars parked in front, and was a colorful assortment of shapes.
The next wall was on nearby Somerset Terrace. There was an open gate, with a freshly painted wall behind it. PG took a few shots, and was amused at the homeland security vehicle overturned by native americans. A man pulled into the lot, and told Uzi that this was private property. As it turns out, there is a mural on a building behind Somerset, on Angier Springs. Google says that this is the mural for the Living Walls project.
There were two murals in Little Five points. One was behind Junkman’s Daughter . PG looked for a place to park, couldn’t find one, and wound up driving through an alley that came out on Colquitt Avenue. PG didn’t know this alley was there, and considered driving through it to be a cool move. Uzi felt the need to go to Zestos, and get a chocolate ice cream cone. PG parked there, and walked across the street to photograph the mural in front of Criminal Records.
The next two were on Edgewood Avenue. The first was on the side of an apartment building, as Inman Park was morphing into urban pregentrification. PG drove by it, and was turning around in a parking lot when Uzi spotted it. The next one was on the other side of I75/85. Again, PG drove by, and Uzi spotted the image. PG found a *creative* parking spot, and went over to capture the mural. This was an impressive image, and had a vacant lot beside it, which made photography easy.
The next three were at the corner of Pryor Street and MLK Blvd. PG found an empty parking spot, and went out to capture the images. These were all adjacent to Underground Atlanta. A number of policeman were standing around, for some reason.
The next stop may be the high point of the afternoon. There is a large, brick hotel at the corner of Mitchell Street and Forsyth Street. At one time, when Mitchell Street went from the train station to the State Capitol, this was a fine establishment. Today, it is way, way past it’s glory days. To compensate for the ravages of time, someone painted a large aligator on the side.
When Uzi was a kid living in Cascade Heights, Peters Street was the way home. Today it is part of the Castleberry Hill neighborhood, which allegedly is making a comeback. The next stop was on Murphy Avenue, near the beltline, and the West End Marta station.
A few raindrops were coming into play by this point. PG drove to East Point, looking for one more mural, but never did find it. Dinner at the Piccadilly cafeteria on North Druid Hills road was next, with PG making it home as the serious rain started. Uzi was left to drive to his place in the storm.