Doors 80 – Some Bristol graffiti doors
Another quick one from me this week. These doors were snapped during a street art hunting walk about a month ago in the St Paul’s area of Bristol:
I said this was a quick one, and so it is.
Please go take a look at the Norm 2.0 blog – the originator of Thursday Doors where there are links to yet more doors in the comments section at the end.
Have a great end of week and weekend.
Scooj
Doors 79 – Flaine, France doors (3)
Alright… I have had a couple of weeks off from Thursday doors, mainly because I have been pretty busy at work and just ran out of time. I am still pretty busy but have carved out a few moments to give you my third and final set of doors from a skiing trip to Flaine in France back in March of this year.
The ski resort was built in the brutalist style, so if you are expecting ‘chocolate box’ doors then probably best to skip the rest of this post. These doors are ugly, but even ugly doors have some fascination, in the case of most of these it is their functionality.
Enjoy if you can:
That’s it… collective relief all round. Some rather nicer doors next week, maybe.
Please go take a look at the Norm 2.0 blog – the originator of Thursday Doors where there are links to yet more doors in the comments section at the end.
Have a great end of week and weekend.
Scooj
Doors 78 – Dorchester doors (2)
A real rush to get these doors out – 10 minutes between finishing work and going off to play 5-a-side football… so not much of a story here, simply some more doors from a trip to Dorset some three weeks ago.
Sorry for rushing it, but nothing gets between me and my weekly football. Please go take a look at the Norm 2.0 blog – the originator of Thursday Doors where there are links to yet more doors in the comments section at the end.
Have a great end of week and weekend.
Scooj
Door 77 – Same door, different faces.
Happy 4 July to all those for whom it is a holiday. Here in the UK it is just another day, but it is Thursday, and that means doors.
I am being a little lazy this week using archive material to bring you the same door in Moon Street, one of my favourite street/graffiti art spots, but with different looks over the last few years – I might do this with a few more graffiti doors when I am pushed for new content.
With apologies to regulars who might have seen most of these images before.
That just about wraps it up for this week, maybe some more Dorchester doors next time. Please go take a look at the Norm 2.0 blog – the originator of Thursday Doors where there are links to yet more doors in the comments section at the end.
All the best
Scooj
Doors 76 – Dorchester doors (1)
I went to a meeting in Dorchester last week and had quite a lot of time to kill either side of the meeting and my train journeys. I have never been to the town before, so there was an obvious doorscursion opportunity, and what an appropriately named place for such a thing.
The town left me a little puzzled. Compared to Bristol it is a rather sleepy and sedate place although both share an extraordinary history and abominable post-war architecture. The most striking thing was the abundance of retirees as a proportion of the total population. Maybe this was an artifact of the time of day I was visiting, I don’t know.
Because of its Roman heritage I had imagined ancient doors all over the place, but instead there was a curious mix of old, new, weird and beautiful doors. You’ll be glad to hear there were no graffiti doors in Dorchester.
Here we go:
So there we have it for another week – there will be more from Dorchester in due course. Meanwhile why not go and check out the Norm 2.0 blog – the originator of Thursday Doors where there are links to yet more doors in the comments section at the end.
Have a great weekend
Scooj
Doors 75 – A walk along the River Avon cycle path.
Last Sunday was Father’s Day, and I took the opportunity to be a little self-indulgent and go off on a street art hunt to parts of Bristol city I haven’t been to before. I think that wandering around aimlessly, whether in an urban or rural setting is one of my favourite things. No plan, no map, no directions, just looking around and exploring keeping my eyes open and spotting things that might interest me.
This type of exploring is best done alone, because it involves a lot of side tracks and doubling back which could prove tiresome for any companions.
I decided to drop down onto a cycle path which runs alongside the River Avon (literally river river… Avon is derived from a word abon which means river or Afon in Welsh). The cycle path is sandwiched between the river and the backs of buildings on an industrial estate. On the opposite bank is the Paintworks, which is a reconstructed industrial estate full of rather fancy industrial/business units. The cycle path side is definitely the less salubrious of the banks.
I found a fair amount of graffiti, most of it just tagging, and an awful lot of industrial unit fire escape doors, none of which looked like they had been used in years. I share those doors with you now. I don’t expect a lot of love for these doors, but they are doors, I saw them and feel it is only fair to post them.
there was a bit of a contrast with the opposite bank, which had rather a wide margin of brackish plants spreading down onto the mud (the tide was out), and hosted a fair amount of wildlife including these Canada geese.
So that is another week of doors gone by, maybe soon I’ll find some rather more attractive doors to post, but don’t bank on it.
If you’d like to see more doors take a good look at the Norm 2.0 blog – the originator of Thursday Doors where there are links to yet more doors in the comments section at the end.
by Scooj
Doors 74 – Neglected Bristol doors
A few more doors that have seen better days, or if you’d like to look at them through a different lens, might have been given a second and rather more interesting life.
So there we are for another week.
If you’d like to see more doors take a good look at the Norm 2.0 blog – the orchestrator of Thursday Doors where there are links to yet more doors in the comments section at the end.
by Scooj
