87. Moon Street (2)

On the site of a former SPQR spaceman (which for a while was thought to be a Banksy), there is now one of 3Dom’s latest creations. This has the unmistakable hallmarks of his work although it is unsigned.

3Dom, Moon Street, Bristol, December 2015
3Dom, Moon Street, Bristol, December 2015

More research is needed to understand what the alien in a sandscape is all about, but his works are always imaginative, colourful and dreamlike.

3Dom, Moon Street, Bristol, December 2015
3Dom, Moon Street, Bristol, December 2015

Our friend the gnome stencil has also made another appearance, and was added at a later date. I love this 3Dom work on a very famous wall in the Stokes Croft area.

Naughty Gnome, Moon Street, Bristol, December 2015
Naughty Gnome, Moon Street, Bristol, December 2015

 

AFC 2 – MCFC 1

 

We score, the crowd roars;

behind, ‘potty-mouth’ curses

for the entire game.

 

by Scooj

86. Clapton Passage, Hackney, London

I took a short trip to London this weekend, and escaped the clutches of family duties to take a five minute walk after Sunday brunch. I am forever hopeful that whenever I turn into a small lane I will find something of interest and I was not disappointed.

This work is tidily framed in what appears to be an original border, presumably used to post adverts or something. The artist is Giacomo Bufarini, known as RUN, who is an Italian who now lives in Clapton, East London. I first became aware of him in Bristol, where he has painted a couple of walls in Montpelier. I will try to dig out some photographs soon.

RUN, Clapton Passage, Hackney, London, December 2015
RUN, Clapton Passage, Hackney, London, December 2015

This is typical of his works which tend to have a high degree of fine detail and contrasting black and white with a splash of colours. He is well known and even has a Wikipedia page if you want to know more. I enjoy this fine line cartoon style.

8/10

Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve

 

Early morning chill

numbs my fingers, though I care

not on such mornings.

 

by Scooj

Belshazzar’s feast

 

Wonderful music;

accordion and fiddle

bringing folk alive.

 

by Scooj.

85. North Street, No. 74

This striking portrait was sprayed by N4T4 during the Upfest 2015 festival. N4T4 is an artist and illustrator from Nuneaton in the UK.

N4T4, North Street, Bristol, September 2015
N4T4, North Street, Bristol, September 2015

In the artist’s own words:

“I paint portraits using realism as a reference point for more abstract experimentation. The images are built in layers that become ambiguous and open to interpretation from the viewer. I am inspired by aboriginal art and graffiti; aesthetically and conceptually with their self evolved visual languages, dual meanings, temporal quality and its basis in culture, people and environment rather than just commerce.”

N4T4, North Street, Bristol, September 2015
N4T4, North Street, Bristol, September 2015

The more I examine this work the more I like it.

 

The Bristol Lodge (Provincial Grand Lodge of Bristol)

 

In here be secrets

where privilege and power

scratch each other’s backs.

 

by Scooj

84. New John Street (1)

This is my second attempt at publishing this post…something horrible happened and the draft I saved completely disappeared.

Soker is a Bristol-based graffiti writer who has been active since the 1980s and is well known for his work all around the city. He specialises in wildstyle burners and is not much bothered with making money from his works.

Soker, New John Street, Bristol
Soker, New John Street, Bristol

This wall is sited just off North Street, the main hub of Upfest 2015. Soker belongs to the ASK crew and KTF (After School Klub and Keeping Things Fresh respectively).

Soker, New John Street, Bristol
Soker, New John Street, Bristol

I am beginning to appreciate more these wildstyle murals, and will feature them more in my posts.

6.5/10

Undressed

 

They said it would go

and down it has come; scaffold

confidence restored.

 

by Scooj

 

See this morning’s haiku

Undress

 

The scaffolding comes

down today, so I am told.

Not holding my breath.

 

by Scooj