street art – Yellywelly

Speaking butterflies

11 Aug 2022 Yelly

You can’t talk butterfly language to caterpillar people. – Unknown

I saw that quote today on Instagram and it resonated. I thought it was the perfect caption to the photo I took whilst walking down Bricklane on Saturday.

I’ve seen the work of this artist before, on another wall on Bricklane. This was newly installed when I saw it though because the paper that the butterflies were cut out from still littered on the pavement, still crisp and still pristine. You’ve got to love how ever-changing the street art in Bricklane is. It’s always evolving, always moving forward, never standing still. There’s definitely something to learn there, don’t you think?

I’d booked tickets to the Klimt experience for an earlier date in July. But since I couldn’t go for the reason I’d originally booked the tickets for, the organisers of the exhibition allowed me to use the amount of money I paid for the tickets to use it on another date. So I went. On my own.

It felt strangely new doing things on my own. Like I didn’t know how to be. But it was nice too. Because I was doing something on my own. It was strangely empowering.

Of course, what I didn’t mention was that before I even got to the exhibition, I tripped on the uneven pavement and grazed my right elbow, further injuring my already poorly right shoulder (it was an old rotator cuff injury that has reared its ugly head, but that’s another story!). But I took care of myself. I cleaned up my wound, found a large enough bandaid to cover the double graze (how I managed to graze my elbow in two different places, I will never know!) and went on the exhibition…even though to be completely honest, I just wanted to go home and curl up in bed and feel sorry for my clumsy, klutzy self.

I guess, sometimes, when you’re on your own, you just have to choose to be brave and move forward.

Yelly Writes

National Girlfriends Day

1 Aug 20152 Aug 2015 Yelly

To all the beautiful women I am privileged to call friend, today I celebrate you all. I could not get through this thing we call life without you!

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Leake Street

14 Jun 20158 Jul 2015 Yelly

I, like the rest of the human race, have a very active sense of self-preservation. I’d like to think I’m street smart (you wouldn’t think so by the way I now seem to always have my smartphone in my hand though!) and aware of my space. You wouldn’t see me walking down a dark alleyway…but that wasn’t what I did yesterday afternoon.

Alan and I have started paying attention to what we see on our London jaunts. We’ve looked up and down (and probably around) at the buildings, watching out for street art. But today, Alan convinced me to go down to the Leake Street Tunnel. There are 2 ways into the Tunnel, one is via one end that comes out on the side of the Waterloo Station, and the other end opens to York Road.

It was dark, damp in patchy places, a little smelly (mostly from paint fumes, to be honest) and very daunting. I had visions in my head of us being mugged by the shadowy figures moving in the tunnel. But boy was I ever wrong! Going down Leake Street was amazing. The shadowy figures I was afraid of were actually a couple of street artists working on their latest masterpieces, wielding their spray paint cans!

Artists at work

I got a couple of snapshots of street art by the artist called Dopeismdesigns.

I also found another Space Invader at the York Road end of Leake Street.

It just goes to show that sometimes, dark tunnels aren’t so bad! Leake Street is constantly changing because the street artists will inevitably have to paint over other artists’ work to create their canvas but I’m excited to go back to find out what new things have been created!