yesterday evening i attended a book launch at the pace gallery in soho. street art, book art. it is the follow-up book to street art, fine art, which was published in 2014 documenting the extraordinary dulwich outdoor street art gallery. 15 of the original street artists that took part in the project with ingrid beazly, were given copies of the book with blank white covers. they were left to their own devises.
friday lunch time i was minding my own business crossing shoreditch high street in the east end of london, when i heard a mans voice “george no, george come here!” i’m not sure what made me look to see who it was, but i sure am glad that i did. standing there before me was john dolan with his faithful friend george. i knew him, he did not know me from adam “are you john dolan?” i asked ” might be” “well is that george?” “yep” and there it started we chatted for a while, what a charming, humble man. i’m so glad to have shook his hand.
who? i hear you say, well let me tell you their story.