Posts Tagged ‘Dray walk’

Rough Trade, completed

Monday, July 20th, 2009

Of one of my favourite streets in East London, a little alley really, called the Dray Walk, that turns into a street party every night on weekends. The record shop is amazing, in addition the little cafe in it has the best coffee on this side of Brick Lane. Not to mention the amazing boutiques and sumptuous pizza at Story Deli.

Meanwhile I continue posting my tea and coffee cup watercolours on Etsy. I know its totally different from what I paint in oil, but I just can’t get it out of my system yet (saying this while sipping a cup of Napuk brew from Mariage Freres, yum!).

Rough Trade East by you.30 x 30 cm (12×12 in), oil on panel ,  listed on Etsy

Off Dray walk and into Brick Lane

Tuesday, June 9th, 2009

I am definitely developing a love affair with my neighbourhood…

Off Dray walk and into Brick Lane

oil on panel 15×15 cm, 2009, on Etsy

11.06.09 update

She has a purpose.
Her bag slung over her arm, she’s on her way

Not really rushing
But not going slow
She doesn’t notice the sun
Shining so rare, shining in her face
Her head is down, her eyes are blank
She only sees where she’s going.

She has a purpose.
Her bag slung over her arm, she’s on her way

by Little Miss Moi

Dray walk on a sunny day

Friday, June 5th, 2009

I noted English people do know how to get maximum of the sunny weather. As soon as first warm rays glimpse out – lawns in the city and parks immediately get filled with people… Alas London weather is changeable enough I am finishing this daily painting when it’s drizzling light rain outside.

Dray walk on a sunny day

oil on panel 15×15 cm SOLD

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11.06.09 update:
I noted English people do know how to get maximum of the sunny weather. As soon as first warm rays glimpse out – lawns in the city and parks immediately get filled with people… Alas London weather is changeable enough I am finishing this daily painting when it’s drizzling light rain outside.

Every Saturday morning
We hope for blue sky and sun
But we never expect to get it

On the street under the awning
Sipping a coffee, eating a bun
We relax together and sit

And time stands still, for a little bit

by Little Miss Moi

Related paintings:
Exit bar on Brick Lane
Summer has arrived to Case Blue
Story Deli on Dray Walk