One of my favourite parts of my graffiti obsession is the sheer buzz that I get from it, the thrill of discovery, it’s new to me even if half the world has already seen it. To find just one piece can get me giddy, this place however, blew my mind. I have never seen so much graffiti in one place, it was everywhere. Some was definitely old, some definitely not, every style imaginable, I was like a kid in a sweet shop.
Imer, Leeds based I think, was one of the few artists I recognised.
This vast derelict brickworks was in places a little bit unsafe, please note the floor, or should I say lack of!
Walls were painted everywhere I turned.
This piece looked familiar.
42…..that rings a bell too.
I repeat, graffiti was everywhere.
Graffiti overload, is that possible? Well to be fair, I came close, it made me dizzy.
Toupe, from the North east? Lord of the Rings, love it.
Eject EP, awesome.
Part of an Eject piece I would have loved to have seen intact.
One of the last photos of the day, by Debris.
I was exhausted and we still had a taxi and 2 trains to get before we were home. The charging about and clambering up and downstairs were going to take their toll as well.
Well worth it though.