This is another piece I have been meaning to post for quite a while now, and it has been stacked behind a whole host of other circling photographs. The robot-like character holding the marker pen is by DNT, a Bristol favourite, and frequent sprayer in the Stokes Croft area. However, I don’t know who Marka? is, but the collaboration works nicely.
DNT is, I feel, a much underrated street artist, probably because of the modesty of the places he chooses to spray. A little like Face F1st of PWA his works are often to be found on highly tagged walls, with loads of busy graffiti going on around. It is good when he gets a nice clean wall like this one and produces something as good as this. I like his work very much, and like that he is so very local. Still need to find out more about Marka.
Another nice piece by Deamze on the M32 roundabout wall, on the St Pauls side, from back in July 2016. It is quite an unusual piece, rather stylised and reminiscent of stained glass.
It is not my favourite piece by Deamze and I can’t put my finger on why that might be. Possibly the background colour clashes a bit with the colours in the piece. Or maybe it is missing a cartoon character popping out somewhere. Technically beautifully worked though.
Another great artist to claim a wall in Rivington Street is My Dogs Sighs, and his piece is alongside other greats such as Fanakapan, Stinkfish and Thierry Noir. This is a piece typical of My Dog Sighs, composed of a pair of eyes, and on closer inspection a scene going on in the reflection of the eye itself.
This is a clever technique used by My Dog Sighs, and it is in the detail of the eye that the story lies. Difficult to make out, but the artist knows. It is always nice to stumble upon anything by My Dog Sighs.
I am still working through a gigantic backlog of images from a wonderful late Summer spree in Shoreditch. This is a really great piece by Fanakapan in the amazing Rivington Street – a street with loads of superb walls.
Fanakapan never ceases to impress with his mastery of chrome and helium balloon reflection works. It is a technique he has refined and he now owns it. Boom. If I were being brutally honest though, I would say that this is not his best work, it seems to lack some of the freedom of other pieces he has done. Maybe the space is a bit awkward. It is very good nonetheless.
Have you ever had that strange thing when you hear a word for the first time, maybe on the radio, or at work or something, and then, having never been aware of it in your life before, you keep hearing it again and again. One of those words for me was ‘segue’. It is funny how awareness works. And so it is with Andrew Burns Colwill for me. I didn’t know who he was only a little while ago when I posted about his goldfish. Now, as I go through my archives, I keep finding pieces by him, that I didn’t know were by him, and the best bit about that is that I can now post them here. ABC is very much front of mind for me at the moment.
This piece entitled ‘Health and Safety’ encapsulates our nation’s obsession with H&S and our equal counterbalance of mocking it. “Hold the handrail” they say at work when going up or down the stairs. Infuriating, but somehow endearing. The problem I have with H&S is that it is enforced, not because people care, but because people want to be seen to be caring. Being seen to be doing things is the biggest sham. Just do it…then you will be seen.
I seem to be on a bit of a soapbox. three glasses of wine and this is what happens. Back to ABC…I really like his work. There is something very serene about it, but in this piece there is something troubling too. Perhaps he is so moved by the H&S thing that he needed to express his feelings through his amazing art. I just rant. More to come in a while.
This is another beautiful bird creation by Aspire in Picton Lane, a little alleyway tucked away in Montpelier. I think these are house sparrows, which were so common when I was a youngster, but are something of a rarity these days.
I am full of admiration for the way that Aspire can just turn up to a wall and within a few hours transform it into something of beauty. His talent is as rare as the birds he paints.
I am filled with horror to learn that he has recently moved to London. Our loss is most certainly London’s gain. I wish him all the very best…the streets are lined with gold don’t you know.
I am sure that he will come back occasionally to his native Bristol, lest we forget (an unlikely scenario). Bon voyage.