Lucky for me Essex had just been hit with a shed load of snow which engulfed the park near to me. Kids saw this as a great excuse for a day off school; I saw this as a mahoosive canvas waiting for a bit of my tampering. So with that in mind, I grabbed a load of balloons, filled them with water and different coloured acrylic paint and traipsed over to the park.
It was about 5 in the morning and not a soul was around apart from fab layer of fresh virgin snow. Not a single foot print.Result! One after the other I throw the balloons as hard as I could at the snow and smashed them to bits. (Not only fun but definitely a stress killer). Don't get me wrong the odd balloon decided to burst whilst in my hand covering my in paint but..... I couldn't give a poo :) I took a few photos and saw an old lady and her dog walking over. I knew she wouldn't agree and would probably call it vandalism or something else that was a HUGE over-reaction so I dashed off.
I wish I could have filmed the life of the pieces as the next morning I went up to the park and the snow had completely melted and all that was left was the balloon debris. Would have been funny to see people reaction to what looked like an animal death mixed in with snow covered wee.