Graffiti Spotting in Bristol
At the end of August I booked some time off to take
whilst in full time employment; it still feels strange saying that and realising I wont be going back into any sort of education this month! It feels somewhat stranger being thrilled at the fact I don't have summers that last for months on end though. As much as I used to enjoy them, they were mostly spent recuperating from the previous school/sixth form/university term and psyching myself up for the next. Even though there's a big part of me that would love to continue in formal education, I know right now isn't the right time for me to do so.
I think over these past months I've learnt a lot about myself and what works for me in terms of how I spend my time. I've completely
down. I've put everything I want to do in perspective, and am concentrating on everything I need to. One of those things being getting out of the house and seeing more. And with that in mind, I hopped on a couple of trains, to spend some time with my cousin and friends.
As my cousin was working during the day on my first full day in Bristol, when the rain began to slow a little, I threw on my yellow raincoat and took the opportunity to go in search of some graffiti in the surrounding area. It didn't take long for me to stumble across a bunch of interesting pieces, and even though the rain didn't hold off for long, the art continued to brighten up my day.
They seemed to grow increasingly more colourful with every single one I came across. There were small stencils hid behind corners and massive murals stretched across sides of buildings. The piece pictured below was my favourite out of all those I came across, and to think if I hadn't decided to take the road and consequent side street I did, I would have never seen it. The depth created through the seemingly endless rows of lights, their reflections in the puddles and the way the colour pops against the surrounding white walls... I just love everything about it.
"We are all immigrants"
Even though I've already highlighted my favourite, there were plenty of other pieces I fell over head over heels for. The two main examples of this are the ones below.
. I wish I could fully articulate how incredible they are, but words just seem to fail me. Never have I ever seen water depicted so beautifully, or seen classic art and traditional graffiti styles mixed as tremendously as they are in these.
The second piece is by duo Pichi and Avo and this gorgeous look continues
. One of the most exciting parts of hunting for graffiti was knowing there will always be more to find. Whenever I return to visit my cousin again, I'm looking forward to exploring a new part of town to see what else I stumble across - as well as keeping an eye out for what has popped up in another piece's place.
Feeling peckish after a couple hours of wandering, I stopped off at Coffee #1 for a hot chocolate and a delicious hazelnut and praline brownie (
which I totally didn't return for twice...
when in Bristol, eh?). I took a second to sit and fully appreciate the moment - I had no responsibilities or anywhere to be.
There was a guy doodling a couple of tables down from me, a family celebrating a birthday and laughing at something in their card game, and a little girl wearing most of her frothy drink around her mouth. How wonderful it was to feel so at home in an unfamiliar city, and have the opportunity to just scribble thoughts in my notepad. Bliss. Pure bliss.