Whenever I have been to Brick Lane, there have been different artworks on the side of this building.
The first I saw, in February 2014, and the best until yesterday:
Then came this ghastly effort, seen a few months later in April 2014:
Then we have this one, from June 2015
That had gone by April 2016, to be replaced with this:
And this was the one I saw yesterday a very vibrant street scene:
I was impressed by the wet weather nighttime mood, shall show a couple of details in another post.
That last one brings to mind the atmosphere of the film ‘Blade Runner’.
Best wishes, Pete.
Never seen it!
Sacrilege! 🙂 🙂
🙄
I know what you mean, Pete, but Blade Runner was so much darker (literally and figuratively.) So many sci-fi movies are like that. 😦
Sue, I like the first and the last best, but all good finds.
janet
Well, we are in agreement then, Janet! And thanks for the comment about Blade Runner…dark has put me off!
I get tired of all sci-fi movies being dark, rainy, and overall (atmosphere of both types) gloomy and depressing. My husband loves sci-fi, but I rarely watch.
We are on the same page!
The present creation is indeed something. An alternative world to step right into.
Indeed!
Yes, the last one is brilliant. 😍
Pleased you agree, Sylvia!
Aha! Artist caught in the act. An interesting documentation of the changeability of street art.
Thanks, Meg! The changeability of Street art I
indeed! Another one coming up a bit later…proving that memory is an interesting thing….
awesome art.
It’s always interesting in Shoreditch!
It seems to me that the point of street art is that it is ephemeral. Once judgements and aesthetics chip in it’s dead. Yesterday there were 3 people working on their patches of wall as I walked through that area. I was struck with the thought that it was the moment of creating something, not the piece that ends up on the wall for a few days or a few weeks which is the art. It’s anonymous, has no hierarchy, and will be replaced like flowers in a field. I’ve photographed these before, but looking back on my photos feel that the moment has gone and the imagery has become banal by my attempts to grab at it. Funny times.
You have a point
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