Anyone who's visited the south of London recently will have seen a very distinct fried egg tag dotted about the city. It's on sainsburys delivery vans. It's on railway stations. It's on shop shutters. It's on corners, hell, it was even on the gatwick trainline bridge over the m25 for a while.
The artist goes by several aliases; Eggs, I Love Eggs, and Eg, Egg & Eggy.
I bet you can't guess what he spray paints.
So thorpe have finally cleared up that ghastly blank wall opposite Derren. They must've hired a certain local spray painter...
In all honesty - I don't think it looks too bad. Much better than the sorry looking blank wall that was there before. If I was park manager, maybe I'd (definitely) do something different, but it's good it's been addressed.
Now let me go off on a little personal tangeant here. I love London grafitti. It may not be the same class as Bristol's but I do think the tagging you see across the city defines a lot of the imagery you typically associate with the city. Brick Lane and camden, for example are iconic for their alt personality, defined by their shop fronts and street art.
I really like the concept of eggs. He's taken what would typically be a bog standard tag, which is nothing that special, and made it into something fun. Locally where I live there's a bit of a grafitti scene, and it's pretty cool to be able to walk 5 minutes and know that this guy who is coming to define London grafitti has thrown up a dub on a neighbours fence, or at a local train station. In his own words, 'who doesn't like eggs?' Hell I like this guys art so much I've invested in several art magazines and books just to get exclusive scoops on the guy.
What pisses me off, however. Is I liked this guy so much I reached out to him and said hey, I like what you do, good stuff. If you ever were to sell some art, lemme know. The response I got back, was...
'I'm gonna f*** your mum'.
So. As a theme park nerd. Who's local park is thorpe park. Albeit a place I don't frequent too much. Please understand the conflict I am experiencing knowing this guy has now literally left his (incorrectly spelt) mark at Thorpe Park.