I love urban exploring by bike. I don’t necessarily mean finding old buildings and peaking between boarded windows (though I like that too). No. I mean riding around and hunting out the nooks and crannies that tell us a little more about the place in which we live. Pyschogeography? Is that the phrase? Whatever – having a bike means you can do an awful lot of it in a relatively short space of time. It’s one of my favourite lunch time pursuits, generally saved for when conditions are favourable and the road beckons.
The images here are from an alleyway in Roath, Cardiff. It’s dark artwork that casts a malignant gaze along a central rat run. Impressive, unsettling artistry.