Just the other day I read an article from the CTV news feed about an Ontario woman who was issued a $110.00 traffic ticket for driving with a green parrot on her shoulder. Â (You can’t make this stuff up.)
She should move to Tel Aviv.
Here, the parrot would be made welcome in a Tel Aviv bar, as you can see below. Ben met one when he was out recently, perched on a fellow patron’s shoulder, but happy to be sociable with others. No big deal at all.
Throughout the city there are lots of formal art installations, in parks, on street corners and so on, like this mosaic egg.
But there are also what I would call informal, and often eccentric, personal expressions of creativity that pop up when you least expect them.
For example, walking down Frishman, a nearby residential street, there is an apartment building with a rare lower level apartment which has a nice stone patio a few steps down. Populating this little terrace is a whole collection of almost life-size  ceramic figures; there is also a small table where regular people can sit. They won’t be lonely.
…and above them to the left, cats, also ceramic. And why not?
On a nearby street, a downed tree limb, repurposed, with exposed ends modestly covered.
And in the Yemeni quarter, a lovely wall full of inset ceramic odds and ends, plates, painted tiles, and whatnot, which just popped up out of nowhere.
On King George, on top of a pink store, a full size yellow car, driven by a mouse…or at least I think that is what it is.
As you can see, there is plenty of colour in the White City!