Once, I knew you well.
Thick as thieves, friends forever.
Old now. Friends no more.
by Scooj
Once, I knew you well.
Thick as thieves, friends forever.
Old now. Friends no more.
by Scooj
Occasionally, when looking for street art on my wanderings, I am confronted by a piece that is unsigned and looks nothing like anything I have seen before. This is one of those. It is an unusual and rather compelling portrait beautifully sprayed, but it is tucked away on a small hoarding and largely out of view, except to those who seek out these places.

I wonder if it is an artist having a bit of a practice at the street scene, or maybe a visitor to Bristol who is uncertain of the rules governing walls. Either way it is a refreshing piece, and I am content to not know who painted it. Maybe I’ll find out in the fullness of time.

This work by Soker goes back to the lovely late summer days of September 2016. The colours are suitably striking, and the writing typical of Soker’s style

I’m not sure why it has taken me so long to post this piece, because I rather like it, and in an archive of pictures it leaps out at you. It is here now though and that should be enough.
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An algorithm
that knows your favourite tracks;
a restorative.
by Scooj
It is difficult
to hide the feelings I have
when it all goes wrong.
.
by Scooj.
• On failing to secure a job I recently was interviewed for.
You have to hand it to Feoflip, the wall space he covered during his trip over to Bristol for Upfest 2016 was extraordinary. I am not too sure how long he spent in the city, but he must have spent much of it spraying.


Gemma Compton’s work is rather special, usually incorporating wildlife and in particular insects and birds. In this beautiful example she has created a series of hawk moths (death’s head?) laid out in a pattern, with her customary blue and white background.

The piece almost feels like a study or looks like something from a scientific collection. The moths are inanimate and objects to be admired, rather than thriving living insects. Another facet of her work is her great drips in this case as a sort of back wash.

The piece I posted at Wapping Wharf recently also has one of these moths and copious drips. I think both were created at around the same time. What is not to like about her magnificent work?
This piece is the second I have posted from a Halloween session down at the M32 junction3 roundabout by the ASK crew. The first was an unusual piece from Epok and this one is by SledOne.

SledOne has incorporated a pumpkin into his wildstyle name and absolutely nails this piece, as he has a tendency to do. The colour palette matches the other participants in this session, which would appear to have been a lot of fun. My apologies it has taken so long to report.
And I in hades
must gaze in awe at the flames
that will consume me.
by Scooj
It has been a very long time since I last saw a wheatpaste by Kid Crayon, but thank goodness he has continued his work, albeit concentrating on his wall spraying. This is a reasonably recent piece from St Werberghs Tunnel, in collaboration with a writer I don’t know and can’t decipher.

Kid Crayon is developing and refining his work all the time, but he keeps the bold colours and curious postures/gestures in his characters. The crayon is still there hovering near the character’s mouth, cigarette-like.

Kid Crayon was one of the first street artists in Bristol I became interested in, and I love seeing new works and how he is growing in confidence.