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Gulls in thermals swoop
and stall, feasting on new queens;
tiny protein treats.
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by Scooj
Tag: wildlife
Meeting
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On my arrival
I am greeted by a young
pair of goldfinches.
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by Scooj
801. Stokes Croft, the Carriageworks (25)
A couple of weeks back, we were blessed. Aspire made a trip back to Bristol, from his new home in London, and while he was here, he sprayed a couple of pieces, one of which was this magnificent pigeon in one of the Stokes Croft arches.
Although Aspire himself talked this piece down…’painted with some dregs from a recent job in Bristol this week’, I happen to think it is yet another example of his mastery of his craft.
The gold background is inspired, and actually draws the piece closer to the breakdancing Jesus by Cosmo Sarson which has gilt paint stretching high on a wall some 50 metres away.
This was not the only spraying Aspire managed on his short trip, and I will be posting about another piece soon. So glad he could make time to brighten up our streets again.
Birdsong
Sweetest pair of wrens
disproportionate voices
lightening my heart.
by Scooj
Cryptic
Imagination
playing tricks; I’ll not be found.
I am a twig, me.
by Scooj
740. Dean Lane skate park (44)
You’ve got to be slightly crazy not to love an owl…I think I might have said this before somewhere in this blog. It took me a long time to post this piece, it has been sitting in my archives, because I wanted to be sure who the artist was. It is by the French artist Braga Last1 and was sprayed during a visit to Bristol in September 2016.
I love it when artists from all over Europe, and indeed, the world come to visit Bristol and leave pieces for our citizens to enjoy. It certainly validates Bristol’s claim to being a world class street/graffiti art destination, something that is becoming a bit of a USP for the city.
This is a beautiful piece and captures the form of the owl so well. The eyes are absolutely amazing. Despite being in Dean Lane, the piece stood in place unmarked for a couple of months before eventually being painted over – a mark of respect from other artists.
Gone
Trees and hedges clipped
nowhere for the birds to perch
miss the joy they bring.
by Scooj
