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A silver blanket
settles on Somerset fields
and contrails criss-cross
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by Scooj
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A silver blanket
settles on Somerset fields
and contrails criss-cross
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by Scooj
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On the road again
more correctly, on the rails
Workshop in Worcester
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by Scooj
* for my American friends Worcester is pronounced Wooster… two syllables.
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Golden ginkgo leaves
Under a blood-red sunrise
a fine day ahead
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by Scooj
I have been pleasantly surprised by how many New pieces Haka is creating these days, or perhaps I am just getting better at finding them and posting them. Either way, his influence and impact on the Bristol street art scene is tangible and significant.
This is a fabulous and fun piece on the long wall at Peel Street Green, and features a Garfield cartoon character driving a railroad engine through a rural scene. Jesse is a name that appears on some of Haka’s works, but I can’t help wanting to make the link to Jesse James, although I don’t think there is one. This is a lovely clean and tidy piece painted in Haka’s very individual idiosyncratic style. Two blog posts from this artist in two days… maybe it is time for a gallery.
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On the final leg
branch line to Redland station
the weekend starts here
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by Scooj
Taboo has been busy again, this time with an uncharacteristically colourful piece in Dean Lane skate park. As with most Taboo pieces, this one is a graffiti writing and character combination and is certainly eye catching.
The letters are unruly as always, not following any strict code of script, rather they appear to be crafted on-the-hoof in an organic creative outpouring. The colours and fills are to be admired and the whole thing is really rather attractive.
Of course, the eye is drawn to the Popeye Character flipping open a tin of spinach, that rather surprisingly has spewed out a train, arcing over his head. What the f…? Whenever I look at pieces by Taboo, I am drawn into a deeply surreal place where anything is possible. This one is a classic.
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Twenty wee toddlers
on a trip to Severn Beach
enchanting moment
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Redland station comes alive
monotony suspended
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by Scooj
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Standing room only
the swollen carriage hurtles
Bristol in its sights
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by Scooj
Neither I nor dog
have any inclination
to take a wet walk
by Scooj
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Nine hours travelling
departure and arrival
cloaked in inky black
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by Scooj