Behind the Casa Batlló, one of Antoni Gaudí's concoctions, a driveway plays host to a couple of prime examples. The first is a Banksy-style stencil of los mossos (the police), the second a haunting spray-paint illustration. It's worth noting, I think, that the police in Barcelona wear a rather terrifying uniform that involves a black beret with a red band pulled severely to one side. I was sorely tempted to steal one and wear it at a jaunty angle on my own unthreatening head.
La Ribera, the former merchant district of the city, consists of a dizzying maze of ancient streets that are even narrower than the ones in the Barri Gótic. It's tagged with a staggering variety of graffiti, some of it seemingly sanctioned by the nearby residents and businesses, as the area contains a number of art galleries. The more painstaking work usually has a legible signature or a URL, allowing it to serve as a marketing tool. Clever.
|"Policemen out!"||(One of many) Ant(s)|
|University of Stencil Art||Marker girl|
The first one below made me think of you and your pin-up icons, ironed_orchid. I can't quite make out what she's saying, though.
|Grah?||He's a bunny-whisperer|
At the FC Barcelona stadium, the most bald-faced statement can be found. The same statement in crude black spray-paint decorates the front of the scaffolding around La Sagrada Familia, but has been subsequently tagged by someone with a red paint can, who crossed out the "not" and wrote "Mierda" (shit) below it. It's difficult to use graffiti as a forum for sophisticated political debate.