Gallery Du 808 in The Arcade BristolPosted on: 22 Dec 2018
Bristol, as we all know, isn't shy when it comes to boasting about its artistic talents. And rightly so, too. The city is alive and positively throbbing with creatives and artists in a region that continues to evolve and flourish with a wealth of astonishing talent - talent that is being encouraged and nurtured, in fact, by the folk at Gallery Du 808 in Bristol's The Arcade.
This independent gallery's modus operandi is as simple as it is ambitious: to cultivate and encourage the city's artistic community by creating a hub that acts as a platform for their work.
Young, old, male, female; art, of course, has no limitations, restrictions or boundaries, and it's this free-wheeling, open-minded ethos that has been a major attraction and creative release for many of the city's burgeoning artistic exponents.
After all, Bristol is already synonymous with the likes of Banksy, Inkie - and not forgetting the phenomenally popular Upfest, of course - and who's to say the next artist of that calibre (or refreshingly subversive notoriety) won't emerge from this very gallery in the not-too-distant future?
Working with the artists to understand their ideas, intentions and creative processes, Gallery Du 808 is the ideal showcase for new pieces that will be viewed by the thousands of shoppers who pass through the city's historic multi-shop venue.
In 2019 they are looking to start running a series of art classes for beginners as well as still life art workshops and walk-in sessions, so get in touch to find out more if you want to get involved.
To find out more, click here.
21-22 The Arcade, Broadmead, Bristol, BS1 3JD
TUES - SAT 10.00 - 16.00
SUN - CLOSED
MON - CLOSED
Jamie is a writer, blogger, journalist, critic, film fan, soundtrack nerd and all-round Bristolian good egg. He loves the music of Philip Glass, the art of Salvador Dali, the writings of Charles Bukowksi and Hunter S Thompson, the irreverence of Harry Hill, and the timeless, straw-chomping exuberance of The Wurzels. You can sometimes find him railing against a surging tide of passing cyclists, or gorging himself senseless on the Oriental delights of a Cosmos all-you-can-eat buffet.