Author: seanworrall
Artist, painter, reluctant gallerist, radio broadcaster, London, England.
…a piece of wood picked up off the Hackney street, and when a piece of wood has been thrown out then fresh layers will grow on that piece of wood…
There’s something satisfying about hanging a piece of art on the street and then just walking away…
The ongoing notion of a smaller painting brought to a completed conclusion on every single day…
Bridges over the Thames, Chip shop walls, abandoned tube stations…
The luck of a thousand stars can’t get me out of this….
Stargrowth, when a frame is left on the street then stars will grow…
A leaf left hanging on a wall in East London yesterday is now off to San Francisco…
Another piece left under another bridge…