I see a great deal of urban graffiti in and around the east end of London and it changes from day to day. Some of it is quite unique, ranging from the smaller pieces of mixed media images/ motifs and texts, bills and they’re images, to the larger paper-backed brick walls that are adorned with larger images.
It’s the smaller pieces of layered, fractured and degraded mixed media type graffiti and such that interest me mostly. I like to look harder at what is on offer by way of the shapes, colours and imagery and compose these elements in such a way as to obtain an abstract image. The weather has it’s part to play on these surfaces too.
For me, the pursuit of photographing this subject is perfectly valid and relative to all other subjects in photography. It’s still a rare thing in obtaining a pleasing image to the eye.
So long live the act of graffitying…
I shot this image in London’s east end, another piece of street art. This is why I love London so much, the streets are always throwin’ up somethin’ new to look at, they change from day to day.
This piece of sculpture is quite high up overlookin’ the street, all I had to rely on was the 72mm end of my trusty Ricoh GX200, but I found out that that was all I needed. I really like the space the 72mm gave the shot.
The standard 3:2 format would never have worked, so again its another 1:1 shot.
I spotted this in an alley in the east end of London, Shoreditch to be exact.
It wasn’t the nude image that caught my attention, but the gasmasked face below it. The masked face was pasted down low on the wall almost at pavement level, in direct alignment with the nudes groin.
Its gettin’ hard for me to rationalise the things I see on the street!
This is a scene I found off the mainstreet, in a quiet backstreet.
There are obscure relationships between man-made elements jus’ waitin’ to be found, photographed and documented. The thing is, it puzzles me as to who started these relationships and why they happen to happen, unwittin’ or otherwise.
Of course, i’m talkin’ about the scribbled pattern, and the neat pile of trellis or latticed wood in the scene. It jus’ amazes me why the pile of wood jus’ happens to be piled there!
Is it by coincidence that these things occur, or by someone’s own intention?! All I can say is, if its by coincidence, then there are a lot of weird coincidences occurrin’ on the street, and I love it.
This to me was irresistible, and unbelievable.
This was the first shot of the day while walkin’ the streets of London. I’m never happy startin’ out the day shotless so to speak, I always feel much happier once I have a shot in the ‘can’.
This shot represents to me why I wonder about the thought processes of these so-called street artists and poster pasters, and why they do what they do.
The title of this shot occurred to me straight away, by observin’ the direction of her gaze, the wire cord, and the word ‘LOVE’ on her shoulder.
This shot was taken in Whitechapel, the east end of London. There is a lot of ‘street art’ and graffiti in this area, a lot of it is mundane and would jus’ amount to a colourful image for the photographer, but this one was different.
I sometimes wonder about the interaction that different street artists have with each others work on the street. It is a rare thing, but a very good thing for the photographer wanderin’ the streets for a shot.
My eyes are peeled for anythin’ like this, it never stays around for long.