I love street art, those ephemeral curios that inhabit our public spaces. They enliven the sometimes bleak urban landscape, they showcase a talent that might otherwise remain hidden and they slow us down in what would otherwise be a pell mell experience.
These generous souls provide us with free art, they make us stop and think. It was a beautiful day, out early and by that lovely mucky river…
And today, one such genius had me squatting and on my knees on the Millennium Bridge while waiting for the Tate Modern to open.
I was meeting fellow blogger and all round heroine of the recent #1000speak project Yvonne Spence but I was early, it was beautifully sunny and I’d read about Ben Wilson’s exploits on the bridge.
Ben paints chewing gum. He sits and turns a piece of urban detritus into art. I couldn’t have timed it better since workmen are relaying the pavers that lead onto the bridge from the south side so some of his art will soon be recycled into a foundation somewhere as the concrete eaters get to work on his handiwork. I couldn’t snap all, and anyway that would spoil you finding your own but I give you, here, a gallery of Ben’s joyous splats of creativity, in some cases possibly for the last time.
As I squatted a woman asked what I was doing. She joined me in recording these works. Maybe if anyone amongst you is crossing that bridge soon you will do the same. They aren’t intended to last but that’s no reason not to capture their spirit while you can.