Remember the old Melbourne TV campaign with the slogan “Lose Yourself in Melbourne”? Well, I don’t exactly lose myself in Melbourne on the day that I stumble on Hosier Lane, I am rather a very hungry travel blogger trying to find a place for a decent lunch. So I am looking this way and that way, but the further I go the less likely it seems that I would find a cheap and uncomplicated eatery. You should see me when I am hungry. No, maybe not. I am a mean person when I am hungry. I get angry and aggressive. So maybe you shouldn’t see that. Just don’t talk to me when I get this wild look in my eyes.
So I am walking down that street, following my nose which somehow seems to fail me, making me even angrier, and while I am looking left and right I suddenly notice a dash of colour in the corner of my eye. What is that? Lots of people here too, snapping away with their phones and cameras. Young people, old people. Tourists. Students. Backpackers. Melburnians.
I step closer and then I see it. It’s a lane, rather unassuming if it wasn’t for the colour. Colour everywhere, as high up as the arms can reach and then some. Pictures of people, of animals, of cartoon figures. I enter the lane and notice it is everywhere. So colourful, it paints the light like a rainbow.
It’s urban street art at its finest. Not just graffitis, but also collages – reliefs, stuffed animals, recycled trash. It’s like a hundred artists just gone crazy. It’s beautiful, inspiring, even invigorating.
Forgotten is my hunger, my quest to find food fast. I am losing myself in this lane. It’s Hosier Lane, one of the most famous lanes in Melbourne, yet I didn’t even know it existed. I walk around, looking at the murals. Many of them are political, some almost provocative. There is Tony in all his glory. And clever words here and there. Artwork that makes you think. Artwork that makes you wonder.
You can spend hours in Hosier Lane. It’s a wonderful example of street art. It’s ever changing, artwork is being painted over regularly, in a clear reflection of the times. Visitors will always find something new to discover.
In the end I do find my lunch in a nearby restaurant. But I feel much more satisfied now that I have found this very special, almost secret place in Melbourne.