I’m a sucker for street art.
When I was younger, I dated a guy who used to tag a lot, and was introduced to a beautiful back alley world of art unlike anything I’d ever seen. The thrill of sneaking into places where the best pieces were, recognizing people’s tags around town and throwing up a few of my own: it was love at first spray.
The streets of Tel Aviv (especially Florentine!) are plastered with everything from tiny stencil tags to whole walls of enchanting works. I spent many hours simply strolling side streets and snapping pics of the pieces that spoke to me.