Spotted in the wilds of Music Row, Squidly Diddly and his spectral buddy are tucked away somewhere between 17th Avenue and Pizza Perfect.

Watch for tigers? Truer warnings have never been spoken.

Take a break from staring at the house owned by that girl you’ve got a crush on and peep some street art, you weirdo.

The weather cleared up long enough for us to stalk the city in search of fresh graffiti to glorify, like this chipper bus bench near Belmont.

There’s just about nothing we love more than standing behind gas stations and the Kwik-Sak on West End has just about the finest alley standing in Centennial Park area. Finally, a place where you can drink your forty in style!

It’s an Urban Art Crawl mystery! What the hell is this guy, he seems to be EVERYWHERE.

Look, sometimes you’ve just got to paint elephants on the side of a building. Everybody knows that.

After two detours toward a dragon mural and a rotund cat, we finally make it to Ewing Avenue’s massive piece in this week’s Urban Art Crawl.

[imagebrowser id=1] Graffiti has an unfair reputation in most cities in America. If people aren’t swearing up and down that a hastily scribbled tag on a Stop sign means the Crips are moving in on their neighborhood, they’re complaining about the eyesore of some kid’s writer pseudonym being drawn everywhere. The point of Urban Art [...]