West End

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Rolls Royce, Bond Street

I can think of only three possible explanations for this. One is that this is the handiwork of an absurdist, situationist, marxist, anarchist travelling theatre group. Two, that this is owned by some plumber made good who has demonstrated that he hasn’t forgotten his roots by getting this stencilled onto his car. Or three, that this belongs to some eccentric aristocrat who tiring of the Piccadilly club scene and to help alleviate the crushing tedium of wealth, has taken it upon himself to become some kind of odd job man but still uses the roller as his chariot.

Your thoughts?

Spotted by Louise Perry

 

 

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Dicploma, Oxford Street

The graduate depicted on this sign has been altered amusingly to look like he is having an emotionally charged wank. He looks far from happy. Maybe he didn’t get the degree he wanted and is consoling himself by weeping and masturbating?

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Cone Head, Pall Mall

This is from a time way back in the past when civil disorder in London had a political edge to it. What better way to express your dissatisfaction with society then crowning a statue of an old viceroy with a triptych of traffic cones as if he were a jester. Incidentally what is it with the jester hat? They pop up at festivals, football matches, on naive tourists heads and protests. I can understand why at festivals and football matches, the wearers are often drunk or on drugs and we’ve all made strange choices under those circumstances. But why if you’re making a legitimate political protest would you want to befoul your argument by wearing a hat which broadcasts to all and sundry that you are an insufferable dullard with pretensions of being wacky?

Spotted by Jessica Bestenless

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Wayne’s World Fan, Romilly Street

This piece of graffiti is one for fans of both nineties comedy and people being trapped inside burning buildings. Diverse.

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Flopped Sign, Soho

This eventually flacid arrow wouldn’t exactly fill me with confidence if I were shopping for Viagra. In fact it could also be taken as a cruel jab at those with erectile disfunction, which in turn might in fact make this sign an absolute genius stroke of marketing.