Unmistakable
smell of burning toast; wait now
for the deafening.
by Scooj
Unmistakable
smell of burning toast; wait now
for the deafening.
by Scooj
In September 2014, Bristol was lucky enough to be visited by Colombian street artist Stinkfish. This beautiful and unmistakable portrait can be found in St Werburghs, one of several bohemian districts in Bristol.

His other iconic Bristol work is the centrepiece of Stokes Croft, which I have featured previously.

This piece is still looking very fresh and brightens up this small urban park just north of the M32. It really is a stunning image.

8.5/10
Noah built his ark
when he saw the floods coming;
I’m in the boatyard.
by Scooj
I think that this street and its immediate surroundings are my favourite places for viewing great street art. It is a quiet backwater, and the walls are perfect to spray and easy to photograph.

This new piece by Deamze is just so good. A wildstyle burner and so much more, just beautifully executed. Deamze manages to get fantastically clean lines and his choice of colours seems to be never ending.

The crocodile and robot characters just add that little bit extra to this great piece. There is another wonderful burner right next to this one, and once I am certain I know who it is by, I will feature it too.

8/10
Getting to grips with
Instagram is quite a lot
easier than feared.
by Scooj
So Tom Miller has been busy once again, as have many other street artists. Quite a few new works are appearing around Bristol at the moment, and I think that the better weather combined with weekends is seeing a lot of popular walls getting a refresh.

This is another wild and wonderful piece from Miller and beautifully combines the material world with dream like unreality. As I have said before, I am a fan. This work replaces one by Silent Hobo that I wrote about back in December 2015. It is a worthy replacement, but I am very pleased to have captured its predecessor.

8/10
The long grey Winter
at last yields and tender warmth
fills my heart with joy.
Stealing five minutes
between rugby and cooking
to jot a few words.
by Scooj.
This post is governed more by events than any kind of planning on my part. Last week I photographed this small wooden plaque recognising the great talents of DJ Derek. Any of you who have followed this blog for a while may remember this post of a stencil by Stewy in Leonard Lane.

There is some sad news today; news reports are claiming that the remains of Derek Serpell-Morris have been found in Patchway, North Bristol. There will be a collective sigh of sadness as people in Bristol become aware of the fate of this iconic character.
The catchphrase on the plaque is now burdened with a heavy irony given the circumstances of his disappearance and passing. I don’t know who the plaque is by, but it is signed MTB.
This is a sad day indeed.
6/10
Gently chewing her
blanket, kneading with her paws;
the cat needs comfort.
by Scooj