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The sun’s golden rays
brush my old clothes warming them
snoozing without cares
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by Scooj
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The sun’s golden rays
brush my old clothes warming them
snoozing without cares
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by Scooj

This fox is one cool dude, loitering at one end to St Werburghs tunnel, either watching the world go by, or up to some kind of mischief, it is difficult to know for sure.

Foksymoron has definitely upped his game in recent months, and is beginning to add more detail to his character as it develops. The sunglasses are always present, but his selection of clothes is becoming more sophisticated, and the inclusion of a bit of hair underneath the cap is definitely a new idea working its way into his work. It is always great to watch on as artists try new things and push their boundaries.
This is the latest in a sequence of new Laic217 pieces, but one that alas only lasted a few days before being over-painted. Set on a nicely prepped black background, this piece has a skeleton (of course) and some throw up writing about the place. This is quite clever, because it looks like the tagging looks like it was already there and Laic217 has planted his piece over the top of it, but it is all his work.

At risk of repeating myself, something I do a lot of on Natural Adventures, it is the textures in the clothes and materials that Laic217 carries off so well. On this particular piece, the zip is the star of the show. If you like street art with clothed skeletons, then Laic217 is yer man.
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A cool autumn breeze
licks at my summer garments
the faintest shiver.
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by Scooj