I love street art, and London offers herself as a boundless canvas.
I mean, there is maybe lot of rubbish out there, but there are also some real artists and people of amazing creativity and insights. London’s brick walls and maze-like streets speak and say a lot, if you stop and listen to them!
Right now, one of my favourite street artists is Osch – Otto Schade. He’s a Chilean artist and in these years (say, the last two years) I’ve seen lots of his artworks around the city.
I particularly like his “spheres” : you can notice one of Osch’s sphere from far away – his style is unmistakable.
Today I wandered around my favourite area of London: the vibrant, ever changing Shoredich, my street art paradise.
I visited the solo exhibition of the Barcelona-based illustrator and cartoonist Joan Cornellà (hosted at Hoxton Arches till October 1st).
Joan Cornellà: morbid, unsettling, sinister, flat-out offensive and provoking, unconventional, unnerving, cynic, coarse, truly sincere.
This particular painting made me remember an article read the evening before about the Grenfell Tower disaster, in which the survivors asked the people to stop coming there and making selfies in front of the tower block where eighty people have died.
“Everything from our unnatural connection to social media and masturbatory selfie culture to political topics such abortion, addiction and gender issues – no subject is off limits.” (from the exhibition’s panel)