On the way into Byron Bay coming south from the Gold Coast is a huge graffiti mural on the backside of one of the buildings. I saw it the first time we arrived in Byron, and was immediately obsessed with it.
I kept telling myself I’d get over there to take pictures of it, but I kept putting it off, mostly because the traffic coming back into Byron on that road is kind of a nightmare.
It wasn’t until we were driving out of Byron for the very last time, on our way to sell our car before jumping on a bus to Brisbane that I finally was able to stop and see it up close.
It was even more stunning up close, and made me feel sad and talentless. I can’t even draw a straight line (not really sure why people say that, if I could choose something to be able to draw, I would probably aim a little higher than just a straight line), and I am violently jealous of people who are artistic.