And I in hades
must gaze in awe at the flames
that will consume me.
by Scooj
And I in hades
must gaze in awe at the flames
that will consume me.
by Scooj
Another masterclass in street art from the magnificent Sled One. The hoardings in Old Bread Street tend to get refreshed roughly fortnightly, so it can be difficult sometimes to photograph everything. In fact it is something of a miracle that I get to photograph anything at the moment. Work and family are occupying most of my time…I don’t mind the family bit, but work…


Fiery furnace
compassionate to the core
a golden heart forged.
by Scooj
For my manager who leaves this week. She’s simply the best.
Fire within me burns;
a rage fuelled by passion and
love; a phoenix forged.
by Scooj
This is the second part of my marvelous Monday discovery. This is a piece by Bruno Smoky who is the husband of Shalak Attack and member of the Clandestinos Crew. I understand from his Instagram feed that Inkie was their host/guide over the weekend in Bristol, and who better to show them the best walls. I love the way the graffiti world hangs together.

This house on fire is a really breathtaking piece, and with the Shalak Attack work in the adjacent archway, the pair have really set the bar very high for the Carriageworks space. I hope the taggers stay clear and respect our visitors’ work. I like his nod to Buzz in the top left corner – respecting a little of our local thing.

Bruno Smoky grew up in Brasilandia, a neighbourhood in Sao Paolo, Brazil. He is now internationally recognised and has created works all over the world. I love this quote, lifted from his website:
“I do not neglect my roots, my greatest pleasure is to paint in communities, bringing art and culture to otherwise forgotten and precarious neighborhoods. I use Graffiti in the context of creating a space to exhibit my art to society, my themes are full of colors and forms of protest … ”

I feel genuinely privileged that they visited and painted in Bristol outside of any kind of art festival, such as Upfest.

Unmistakable
smell of burning toast; wait now
for the deafening.
by Scooj
Trees of Christmas past
bannish the chill invasion
and with their heat, rule.
by Scooj
Bright flames dance and coal
crackles; creature comforts of
a warm Winter fire.
by Scooj