Europe : : Prague, Czech Republic

My first night living in Prague I took a ride on tram 22 having not even the slightest idea where I was going or how many memories would eventually be made on that very tramvej dvacet dva. A mere half-day in I had already seen impressive works of graffiti sprawled over the blank spaces of the cityscape that weren’t determined to be of some historical importance. In the Czech Republic, graffiti is completely legal and considered to be an expression of free speech–a right of serious importance to the Czech people who for so long were censored under Soviet rule.

After getting off the tram, myself and a few others roamed around a bit, mostly just feeling giddy about being in Prague. I came across this graffiti heart down a lonely alley and was immediately struck by it for reasons that are still unclear to me. As one might assume, I naturally fell deep in love with Prague and yet of all the brilliant sights of art and architecture the city contains, this is the image I keep on coming back to when I think of this place. I could talk for days about this city and the feelings I harbor for it, but I think this simple, not-too-attractive image accurately depicts what I often pretend, which is that that’s my love letter to a city that’s not really mine, that that’s my messy heart painted pink and blue and scrawled with paint like ink.


‘Sights’ is a portion of ‘Stories From Untamed Waters’ that will cover the places that have influenced me, changed me and inspired me. Check back for more images and their stories.