Graffiti writing and street art are often confused with one another. Both are subversive art movements where work is displayed in public rather than a gallery setting. While graffiti artists place their work in public, generally speaking they are not interested in the public understanding their work; they want to speak to other graffiti artists. Street artists want everyone to view and be engaged by their work. They are trying to make a statement. Graffiti writing and street art are closely related contemporary art movements, however, they differ in terms of technique, function and intent
I’ve decided to do an occasional post of street art, so the quote is for anyone who is uncertain of the difference. Like many of you, I love street art and find some graffiti interesting.
I’m kicking off with this on from the trendy Cour Julien and I’d love to know your feelings about street art.
What a positively pink month it’s been. Becky has worked really hard with the challenge. My last offering is a little art work by Tati Dennehy, one of my favourite ceramic artists.
So, many thanks Becky, it’s been a perfect pink month 🙂
Don’t forget to check out Becky’s last photo
I had the chance to pop into town today, so armed with phone i kept my squares eyes for any images that you might like. I’ve tried to photograph this mosaic before, but in the evening in poor light. Today it worked okay.
Isn’t it pretty? Do you have square eyes this month to join in with Becky? She likes circles inside squares too, if you look hard enough there are some here!
Wandering through the narrow streets of the Altrarno last week, we came across one of many Florentine paper and book binding shops in the city. My friend makes leather notebooks and Coptic stitch journals and I even help sometimes, and of course I have a passion for stationery, as many of you also do. The shop was fabulous! Chatting to the young woman, we learnt that the shop had been there for more than thirty years, started by her grandfather, but the family tradition went back for around a hundred years. Every surface was piled with pre-stitched signatures of paper, and she was binding legal documents, as they’ve probably been done for century’s. Realising how interested we were, she stopped what she was doing and showed us her marbling process instead.
Layers of colours were poured, splashed, and flicked into a tray with mysterious liquids, we watched, entranced.
We wanted to buy the sheet we watched her making, sadly it wouldn’t be dry for some time.
This is one she made earlier.
Here she is in her beautiful shop, needless to say we bought some nice things from her. If ever you’re in Florence, pay her a visit at Via Sant’Agostino, near the Ponte Santa Trinita, she’s such a charming lady.
This post is for Ben Huberman’s weekly photo challenge, Layered.
Cleopatra, a blond fair-skinned European?
I like collage, the possibilities are endless aren’t they? So when I saw that this weeks photo challenge is collage, it made me smile.
And when I saw this, I also smiled.
The next one, I’ve just created.
And this one is on my wall, I don’t often frame my work, but there was just the right space for it.
My haiku and mixed media that I had a play with.