What is the purpose of street art? I found myself occupied by this question while sat on the train to Shoreditch (the unofficial capital of London street art culture) with Herself this Saturday. Over the last several years, I have photographed thousands of works of street art around the UK and abroad. I’ve stumbled across…
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London Street Art Ultra Gallery Pt. 2
Here’s part 2 of our travels on Sunday. You can now follow my adventures on Instagram here.
London Street Art Ultra Gallery Pt. 1
As all my blasted luck would have it; while we were holidaying in Greece, I noticed a dull pain developing behind my right eye as well as a slight blur in vision. To cut a long story short, and after a visit to Moorfields Eye Hospital as soon as we got back to Blighty, I am currently…
A Kind of Compulsion
When I started photographing the street-art around London (particularly in Camden Town) I had no idea that I would be so busy at it. It’s a labour of love and I’m frequently impressed by the level of creativity shown by the artists. These new pieces by Autone1, Reb.MWC, DRT and Trust Icon have appeared almost…
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Android
This impressive mural by Snub 23 appeared in Stucley Place over the weekend. According to the Snub 23 website: SNUB is a graphic revolution fighting the uninvited visual invasion of commercialism. Inspiration is fired by frustration; emotion becomes a plan of attack. Anger is the weapon, and any object the ammo in the fight against…
All Things Must Pass
A new month, a new mural in Stucley Place. This piece was installed by French artist, Ador, with the help of his newfound collaborator and friend, Sémor. The work reminds me of an article and its accompanying illustration that I recently saw in the Wall Street Journal. The article, entitled When Instagram Culture Ruins a Vacation…
Market Day in the East End (Street Art Gallery)
We woke up late and after a breakfast of eggs and coffee we made our way to Brick Lane to see what we could find. It was a Sunday morning and the East End was alive with the rattle and chaos of the weekend markets. If you’re not partial to being pushed and shoved by…
The Hard Brass Backbone of Bristol
It is perhaps quite fitting that the ugliest part of Bristol’s city centre is its high-street Shopping Quarter. I cannot recall ever being in a district so under-representative of its host city as Bristol’s shopping quarter. Combining faceless high-street retail brands and desperately ugly, mid-20th century architecture , the shopping quarter is a ghetto of charmless consumerism to…