A collection of brilliant street art by Bristol artist Laic217 – quite a few skulls here!
All photographs taken by Scooj
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Three generations
like father like son like son;
finding old pictures.
by Scooj
New toy
The first photograph
snapped on my new camera;
a stained glass window.
by Scooj
Renewal
Deep winter decay
from which all life emerges;
faintest hint of spring.
by Scooj
Thursday doors
Door seven
This door belongs to the Hatchet Inn, the oldest pub in Bristol which dates back to 1606. It is said that the pub is haunted and that the door is made of human flesh, beneath the tar. Hmm.
by Scooj.
927. Bedminster
Some pieces are difficult to photograph. It might be a narrow lane, an awkward height, in front of a parking bay, in a tunnel or as in this instance a tree casting speckled light and shade rendering my photographic efforts utterly useless. I had to visit this spot four times before I could get a half decent picture of it.
It took an overcast moment and diversion on my way to Upfest to get this dinosaur by Andy Council. It was worth waiting for, to see the architectural detail that comes together to create this triceratops (I think). It is always good to see the Bristol suspension bridge incorporated into a work. Yet another note to self on this matter – must do a special post of street art that incorporates the bridge.
926. Wilder Street (16)
Decay is a very fast worker, and this was the second piece that he sprayed on this particular day back in April after a paint jam in The Bearpit. Although much of his work follows a similar formula, each piece is different, and brings his hallmark to a wall.
I wanted to post this piece before It got lost in my archive (like hundreds of others) and before I get too carried away with Upfest 2017 pictures. Those of you who know the Bristol street art scene will notice the work of another great abstract graffiti artist, Mr Klue, just to the left of this piece.
It is interesting to see how Decay has sprayed beyond the doorway as if it wasn’t even there, mentally filling in the gaps. Happy face.
