Graff in Okinawa

If anyone not from Okinawa comes to visit and they're even minimally into street art, I'll take you to the seawall in Chatan, and there's also one in Okinawa Shi that has numbers and numbers of graffiti murals. You can see the ocean and beyond over the wall that's like waist height, and some of the pieces are good, and some are, like stick figure-Stussy S (ahahah remember that? try to draw one now) status. There are other stretches of the wall that is reserved for Okinawan elementary school homerooms and other kids' mural projects. Pretty dope.

Anyway, I came back to Okinawa after winter break and it seems like there are more graff pieces along the roads that I frequent; for sure graffiti survives longer than in the big cities here on this little island, but I was quite pleased to see art under the bridge, on the street electric box, and in a closed down gasoline stand, like this one. I'm just down for art, and if this was the Whereverhome Art Gallery, we would sit and judge these pieces while eating camembert and drinking Cabsav, but it's not, and so just take a look at a bit of expression on the island of Okinawa. The unsung heroes:

Gas station- it was sooo cold this day riding the good ol moped.
Imagine your hands like ice sculpture blocks of cheese.

Smiley dude.

Same writer, saying like, aahh well, sucks not

to get into the ladies room with em, but whatcanyado?

Can you go wrong with Popeye-ish imagery?

So ill.

This is right next to the gas station. "Tomato House"