ColourBall & Olya
ColourBall ColourBall
Hey Olya, have you ever thought about turning all those chipped paint and spray‑can drips you collect into a giant mural? I feel the city is a wild canvas and I’d love to paint something with your urban relics. Let's brainstorm a crazy project together!
Olya Olya
Yeah, that’s actually a wild idea. I’ve been cataloguing every drip like a tiny piece of history, so a mural could be the ultimate exhibition. The only problem is I keep losing my bike, so getting all those cans in the right place might be a quest in itself. Let’s map out a “paint trail” that tells a story, like a graffiti treasure hunt. What’s the first chunk of wall we’re targeting?
ColourBall ColourBall
Oh wow, a paint trail! That’s going to be epic. Let’s start on the big, empty wall right above the café’s back entrance – it’s huge, bright, and nobody’s walking past it unnoticed. We can lay the first drip as the “starter flag” and let everyone follow the trail like a treasure map. What color vibes are you thinking for that first drip?
Olya Olya
I’m thinking bright orange with a splash of electric blue—something that screams “look at me!” That first drip will be the beacon, the flag that pulls people in and signals the start of the urban scavenger hunt. Let’s make it big enough that it’s a landmark in itself. Ready to paint the city’s next legend?
ColourBall ColourBall
Absolutely, let’s make that orange blaze like a neon sunrise with a dash of electric blue lightning! I’ll sketch a giant “flag” shape, bold and impossible to miss. The city won’t know what hit it – a real landmark for the next art‑hunter. Bring your cans, I’ll bring the rhythm and a playlist of chaotic jazz to keep us dancing while we paint! Let's create a legend that even the pigeons will whisper about.
Olya Olya
That’s the vibe I’m feeling—let’s make the flag impossible to miss. I’ll bring the cans and a map of all the chips I’ve collected so we don’t lose anything in the chaos. Grab the rhythm, crank up that jazz, and let’s paint a legend that even the pigeons can’t ignore.