Petrol Art – Bringing Beauty From the Sludge
s it turned out, this was Petrol Art, a creative enterprise distilled from the desire to convert environmental damage into something more worthwhile.
s it turned out, this was Petrol Art, a creative enterprise distilled from the desire to convert environmental damage into something more worthwhile.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tired, but as the security guards shine a torch on my pass and I stride around that corner…
Employing the unfair advantage of being sober, it’s actually quite easy to get near the front. With…
It’s a surreal feeling, to come this close. For although the eyes of thousands are watching him, someone now watches me.
The small town of Benicassim on the northeast coast of Spain hosts the annual music festival, FIB. In between catching the likes of Kasabian, the Gorillaz and Dizzee Rascal, I had the chance to take to the skies…
The air in Benicassim throbs with heat, with screams, with expectation. Overhead somewhere, the sky must be thick with darkness but right here, right now…
The Oceanográfico forms part of the spectacular City of Arts & Sciences complex in Valencia. As the largest aquarium in Europe…it makes me uneasy.
“A lot of people talk about the F1 bubble,” says Tom, as reporters walk past in jeans and T-shirts…
Valencia has plenty of street art. Whether you think about it in conventional terms, conjuring up the “graffiti” from Bristol’s edgiest neighbourhood, or in alternative terms…
“It’s about to get extremely loud in here, guys,” says the Lotus spokesman. “Really loud.” I’m in the Lotus Formula One team garage – and with…
Last week, I wrote about NO8DO, the mysterious motto of Seville. Later that day I received…
Five symbols squeeze together, like children trying to fit into one photograph.
NO8DO, NO8DO, NO8DO.
It’s written on unfurling flags and…
Zafra. The very name of the place intrigued me, so I was hoping for something different, something exciting and the Parador de Zafra…
Every ash cloud has a silver lining, as the new saying goes. One unexpected advantage, though, was…
Yesterday, the Eyjafjallajoekull volcano in Iceland erupted, spreading a thick cloud of ash across western Europe. This…
On a spring afternoon, with orange blossom filtering the sunshine, I saw my first one. Looming tall and dressed entirely in black, the hood masked his face before rising upwards to a point above his head. His hands were gloved, the dark robe flowing and two, blinking dark eyes…
The streets of Seville have thronged with Semana Santa this week. Between Palm Sunday and Easter itself, the city hosts a delicate combination of solemn religious processions and a candy-floss-coloured carnival…
It’s Semana Santa or Holy Week in Seville. Here’s a sneak preview of a procession rehearsal. More to follow… UPDATE: Find the Travel Lab Report on Semana Santa in Seville here.
It all started with the police check last night.
Torchlight zig-zagged across the car and we huddled in the backseat.
“You are English,” said the policeman. “And yet you say you want…
Córdoba, in Andalusia, has an unusual cathedral. Unusual in that it was built within a mosque. Not on the former grounds of one, or as an adaptation of one, but actually totally and utterly in the middle of one.
What really made me sit up and take notice, though, was the mushroom liquor – some sort of home brew…
Pedro Martina’s sun-worn face lights up as he grabs my shoulder and points into the distance.
“Three of them are under the water now,” he says. It’s certainly not the first time Pedro has hunted whales…
Speeding along the tarmac road, I wonder how long it’s been since I last took a normal breath. The road drops…
The crowd cheers and I duck as a rainbow of hardboiled missiles pelts down around me. A moment later, men, women and children scrabble around on the lamplit pavement, their hands brushing mine, their fingernails gouging mud and fruity pulp…
It’s an ominous start to the day: dragging 40 kilos of equipment through Barcelona’s Gothic Quarter. We are a group of travel bloggers; the demonic machine, the Segway.
Spain, like many European countries, has plenty of cathedrals.
But how many have an astronaut in their delicately-carved stone?
Sparks fly in Seville – and it’s all in the name of love, eternity and structural maintenance.
For a few years now,
Who could resist? I was walking around Ronda, home to an incredible bridge and arguably the birthplace of bullfighting, when a sign caught my eye.
Museo Bandolero. A bandit museum.
A little further out, however, Seville reveals its modern face, the lights and the energy of a city on the up.
It’s not an urban legend - the streets of Seville really are lined with orange trees. Right now, they’re sprouting orbs of green but I’ve spotted a few that are getting ahead of the pack… We’ll see oranges in no time…