Walls in Reykjavik

The sign at the airport said EXIT TO ICELAND. 
I chuckled. We had already walked on the tarmac to a large-bus-with-no-windows & been driven to the terminal. There we tried several times to eat breakfast, but such was not to happen satisfactorily-- you needed an outbound boarding pass to get non-Dunkin-Donuts food!!

This is what it's like to be a traveler. You are/I am constantly in groping mode.

But the walls are a gift. They are immediate & more or less understandable. No need to figure anything out.

Chaos!! well, maybe not so understandable....

I love the tucked away one. This was a construction site where a gallery we wanted to see wasn't! The graffiti on the wall is hidden by wood.

Below a black & white collection.

Then some tags?

And the rest... 

This below is a mosaic.

That's it for now.