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Rhetorical Busker & Friends…

During my daily commuting I often pass a busker in the tube station playing the same song every time. ‘Would you know my name’ by Eric Clapton.  Someday I think I’ll stop & tell him that I most likely won’t know his name if I saw him in heaven & will probably just call him busker dude.

But enough about him & more about awesome & excitedly interesting things:

The street art scene in East London is massive & before you start thinking “oh yeah I know all about Banksy, he’s the coolest” -it’s time to move on. Mr Banks has no time for posting stencils down dark streets when his work is now worth more than a piece of toast with the face of Jesus on it. OK maybe not THAT much, but he’s now being compared to Andy Warhol & in April this year his not-so-exciting Space Girl & Bird piece fetched a price of £288,000!!

Instead of dealing pirated DVD’s, illegal immigrants or endangered antelope like the East African Bongo to save up for a Banksy original, I’ve hit the streets with my trusty photo capturing device to get shots of the new &/or persistent artists transforming brick walls into visual treats.

Anyone with information about the artists / specific works, or, if you have images of your own you think deserves to be published, please leave comments or get in touch.

Yer Bweakin mi balls Truman Brewery CarparkStencilled posters
Angry apeD*face

Jef Aerosol

New findings posted soon.