And here we are on March 1st 2026, leaving leaves hanging on walls is a fair weather sport, it as been an awfully windy wet winter, leaves can’t just be left hanging on walls in these winds, they need to stay where they are until someone comes along to take them, can’t have them blowing off and falling on the floor, or heaven forbid, hitting someone (some of them are quite heavy). There are leaves waiting to be left once the weather allows, fresh leaves ready to be left now that Spring is on the way. More #43Leaves pieces, painted, as always, on found unwanted recycled material picked up off the street. Material found, cleaned up, painted on ready to be left hanging back out there for people to just take should they wish to.  

There may not have been any leaves left so far this year, there has been thousands over the years though, something like three thousand in the last dozen or so years, someone asked me the other say if I had stopped leaving them, no, far from it. This isn’t some attention seeking street art gimmick, some prelude to a show or print release, it is a serious ongoing, never ending art piece, a statement about waste, about the material we waste, about recycling (upcycling if you like), about art being accessible, not always on white walls with big price tickets attached. These pieces are about engagement, they are as much about the people who choose to take them, to send in photos and tell us where they have gone, the stories from people who have found then in Bristol or or Derby or Birmingham or Folkestone or Margate or here in East London where so many of them are left…

Watch those streets in the coming weeks if Spring comes out to play…