On Sunday we linked up with our friends Roy & Anna who we’ve not seen properly for a long time. The last couple visits we’ve made down we’ve had to miss out on seeing them as their little boy Arlo has been ill, so we couldn’t risk Ari catching anything. The weather was a bit all over the place but we decided to risk trekking down to the West side of Plymouth Hoe by the play park I remember going to when I was in single digits. The old stone Thomas the Tank Engine was still present, but has now been surrounded by a massive play area which has majorly benefitted the area. It’s good to see the council actually doing something to develop children’s play, as the rest of the city seems a bit stale at the moment.
I first met Roy through a mutual love of graffiti. When I was about 14/15 I remember somehow garnering an interest in graffiti through skateboarding and seeing it in magazines at the time. Even before that I remember slightly noticing the odd bit everytime I’d get the bus into town with my grandmother, and would see the same black and white bubble letters ‘EARS’ (RIP) on the side of Drake’s Circus roundabout and didn’t really understand what it was.
Later I discovered a new building hoarding where writers were able to paint large scale pieces hassle-free, and one of the many people i ended up bumping into on my visits taking photos every weekend (and I mean, EVERY) was Roy. I was a proper local graff-nerd at the time, so I’d get a bit starstruck everytime I bumped into a name I recognised.
Years later on a chance encounter of heading around someone’s flat for a drawing session one evening, it just so happened to be Roy’s, and we’ve been good friends ever since. It’s been nice to see watch him settle down, get married, have another child and slowly watch them all growing up. Which reminds me, I still need to get back into painting when I find the time!