Joy is sucked out of
the city while the storm clouds
gather to the west.
by Scooj
Tag: 1. Haiku
Keep calm and carry on?
Seismic changes on
the way; this is no time to
sip a cup of tea.
by Scooj
Bernard
Ninety in two days
astonishing achievement
happy birthday B
by Scooj
Own goal
European league
loses one of its members;
self-inflicted wound.
by Scooj
Unlike the 51.8% in the UK today, I feel a huge sense of loss. The tolerant, stable and inclusive world my children have grown up in is under real threat. I dearly hope they will be a part of ensuring we continue to embrace our European neighbours in the years to come.
292. Upper York Street (1)
When I started blogging about street art, roughly a year ago, I didn’t post very often about Bristol’s writers. I think that is because wildstyle writing is a bit of an acquired taste…but once you have a taste for it, it becomes addictive, like so many things in life.
Deamze has really been at the heart of winning me over to this graffiti art form – his pieces are everywhere and his styles vary, but they are always unmistakably his. He is part of Bristol’s USP and should be more widely celebrated in my view. This stunning piece is on a building at the junction between Upper York Street and Wilder Street, which is becoming my favourite graff area.
There is little point in me writing much about how good this piece is. Just look at it and admire his immense talent.
First love
When I woke that night
and saw you lying with me
my heart became yours.
by Scooj
A photograph is not enough
Since you left, I long
to see your face, to talk, to
cup your hands in mine.
by Scooj
Opportunity missed
Too shy to advance
what would I say to avoid
offence; best keep quiet.
by Scooj
Inspired by an entry in my 1988 journal from the Falkland Islands
Here be dragons
The mystery of
form and function stimulates
the thinkers to think.
by Scooj
Winds of change
We go through the hoops
nobody said we had to;
change the paradigm.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 