Not a stitch to wear
nor anyone to love me;
injured and damaged.
by Scooj
Not a stitch to wear
nor anyone to love me;
injured and damaged.
by Scooj
Evicerated
animals scatter the floor,
stuffing tumbleweed.
by Scooj
Irresistible
a small wind-blown leaf tumbles
across the pavement
drawing the puppy away
from sniffing grubby lampposts.
by Scooj
This wonderful scene was created back in October by Sled One, in conjunction with a piece by Ments which I wrote about a little while back. It seems that Sled One has an endless energy and talent for conceiving and executing some of the most imaginative street art in Bristol. His style is quite cartoony and injected with humour, and as I have said before, there always seems to be a story going on in his pieces.

I’m not sure what the story is, but it includes one of those really irritating toy clockwork monkeys with clashing cymbals which is beautifully portrayed. In addition, the wisps of steam from the cup of tea are masterfully painted. There is some real quality about this piece. Sled One never seems to disappoint. This is in my view exceptional street art.

Abandoned but not
without hope; tides will carry
me to a new life.
by Scooj
A little longer
Just a little longer and
She’ll come back for me.
by Scooj

I don’t give a fig
I couldn’t give a monkey’s
I just want to hang.
by Scooj
Tired of childish games
Dolly cuts loose, adventures
on the horizon.
by Scooj