I've always had a fascination with the incredible skill of graffiti artists, and their choice of creating works of art that normally won't be seen, and often won't be there for long. On this project I was to discover a vast gallery...
This was quite a different assignment for me. We were shooting construction attachments for Prodem Attachments, and the first location was a disused shopping mall that was being demolished. Our first attachment was pretty awe inspiring up close - the closest I can describe it was a huge purple robotic dinosaur head, and this was set to work crunching up concrete and metal as if it was Walker's crisps. As always, health and safety was paramount, but nevertheless it was quite an experience being inside a building looking out as it was pulled down!
Standing inside the vast dark empty space, as my eyes became accustomed to the low light I was delighted to discover that every wall was covered with intricately detailed graffiti, and everywhere I looked there were photorealistic eyes peering back at me from the concrete pillars. Of course I had to concentrate on the job at hand, but I couldn't help feeling a twinge of sadness that all this amazing artwork had not only been hidden from public view, but would also soon be broken up and lost in the rubble, never to be seen again. Is this transience all part of the art? I'd love to know how the artists felt about their many hours of work being unceremoniously destroyed.