This brilliantly executed street art is one of my favourites of its type. Simple, witty and anarchic. I wrote a Haiku about it a little while ago.
There is not a lot of street art or even graffiti in this part of Cornwall, so this is a bit of a rarity
There is no point in trying to find out who did it, as I think it is a creative one-off.
7/10
Much disappointment,
decaf coffee left at home;
have to go without.
by Scooj
The wind in my face,
dreaming of sandy beaches;
I make for Cornwall.
by Scooj
Doctor’s waiting room
is no place for having fun;
somber and silent.
by Scooj
Synchronicity;
warm, humid weather triggers
a mass ant ascent.
by Scooj
I first saw this beautiful work before I really began to look out for street art when visiting Chichester a couple of years ago.
It is unmistakably a Stik mural and was painted during the Chichester Street Art Festival 2013.
Stik is based in London, but has created pieces all over the world. There is a large Stik in Bristol which I will post about when I get a decent picture of it.
I love this.
9/10
Metal elephants
guard us from the elements;
pachyderm handles.
By Scooj
When consciousness and
unconsciousness become one,
you are in the zone.
By Scooj
Zase v JPS
I don’t yet understand the ground rules or protocols that exist between street artists, but it would seem there is some minor conflict in a small passageway by the Arches on Cheltenham Road, Bristol.
An original mural by Zase adorned the side wall of Wong’s Acupuncture Clinic. This appeared before or during 2011. I only became conscious of the piece last year when I saw a wonderful JPS stencil entitled ‘Insert Punchline’ which covered the lower left hand side of the Zase work. Even at the time I saw it, part of the JPS had been sprayed over. Sometime later somebody added a rat and Banksy signature, but I doubt very much that it is an original.
I took a look at the wall last week, and it would seem that Zase has returned and restored the wall to its former status. It is a pity in a way, but at least I managed to get a picture of the JPS before it disappeared.
The Ocean World of
Jacques Cousteau fed the desire
of one little boy
by Scooj
Natural adventures 