So I spent Good Friday roaming the streets of the Northern Quarter in Manchester which is how I spent most of my teenage years. I have so many increable memories over the years of these streets, pubs and shops. I bought my first pair of vintage Levis here. Had my first date with Alex here and discovered the best place to eat whilst getting over a hangover, Koffee Pot if you need a little post night out pick me up. But one of my favourite things about the Northern Quarter is all the beautiful art you discover whilst just walking around the area.
100% graffiti is my favourite art form something about it just lights me up and makes me want to be super creative, although anything I draw looks like a toddler has been let loose.
“I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.”
“A lot of mothers will do anything for their children, except let them be themselves.”
Some graffiti just makes you smile! Hot Chocolate totally wrote this song about me, haha! Now I have the song stuck in my head! God damn it!
All the walking got me starving like I ever need an excuse to eat! So I stopped at Home Sweet Home where amazingly I have spent many a hungover Sunday dying. So it made a lovely change to be sober and not wanting to throw up. Luckily I have zero issues with eating alone, although if I need I might actually lose some weight.
I opted for eggs Cali which was as delicious as it bloody looked, what the hell did we eat for breakfast before we realised that avocado was life?
Forever my favourite piece of graffiti in Manchester. I freaking love it!
“Graffiti ultimately wins out over proper art because it becomes part of your city, it’ s a tool; “I’ll meet you in that pub, you know, the one opposite that wall with a picture of a monkey holding a chainsaw”. I mean, how much more useful can a painting be than that?”
My first love in Manchester will forever be Afflecks palace like the place ruined me for every other place. I got nearly all my piercings here, I definitely got my first one here when I was 14 going on 40. I used to save all my pocket money so I could buy band tees here, I would spend every Saturday just hanging out and browsing the vintage clothes. My first boyfriend cheated on me with a girl he met here, what a place! When I visit now it is like seeing an old friend, and amazingly 20 years on a lot of the shops are still the same. Can I also say, Christ! I’m bloody starting sentences with 20 years ago!
Some of the most valuable life lessons I have learnt have been written on the back of toilet doors. The first time I had read “we accept the love we think we deserve” it was written in a toilet cubicle in a put in Newquay, some messages are just to important not to live around for the world to see.
I’m such a bloody werido but boy I am loving life!
So I spoke yesterday about why I was in Manchester on Good Friday and why I was at Kettlebell Kitchen, which you can read more about on yesterdays 40 New things in 40 days post.
Vegan burger from Kettlebell Kitchen was bloody gorgeous if not a little overpriced.
Anyone who says graffiti is not art is not an art lover. Who incredible is this piece for real it takes talent, skill and passion to create pieces this beautiful and artist should be able to work on their craft rather than be punished for it. The world would be a whole lot more beautiful if it wasn’t looked at as vandalism. I would freaking love to live in a world where people could decorate the streets with beautiful pieces of art.
“Imagine a city where graffiti wasn’t illegal, a city where everybody could draw whatever they liked. Where every street was awash with a million colours and little phrases. Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a party where everyone was invited, not just the estate agents and barons of big business. Imagine a city like that and stop leaning against the wall – it’s wet.”
I was super excited to discover this after all it is done by the same person who did my favourite piece. I would totally love to see loads more of their work!
I feel so lucky to live only 40 minutes from this beautiful city, I can’t wait to move here! Fingers crossed I can find I place I love during the summer because I need to be living and enjoying Manchester a little more. After a good few hours of roaming and eating I decided to take my rather full tummy home for a nap and feeling creative I ended up writing six blog posts! Go me!