Just came back from London and wanted to share this with you. I did a small walk around Brick Lane, photographing London’s fascinating street art. This fantastic mural is by Puerto Rican artist Alexis Diaz. It’s an Elephant – Octopus which I think is purely beautiful.
I will post more street art of London in the coming days.
A song I’m so happy to have remembered again.
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You know I see London, I see Sam’s Town
Holds my hand and lets my hair down
Rolls that world right off my shoulder
I see London, I see Sam’s Town now
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Sam’s Town , The Killers
Sometimes you simply get lucky.
A crane, sitting right in front of me in Hyde Park, London.
One of my favourite spots in London, the ruins of St Dunstan in the East, used to be a church, built in the 12th. century and was bombed during the Second World War. The atmospheric ruins and gardens of St Dunstan are so full of peace and silence, I can’t help visiting this place whenever I am in London. Although being just at the heart of the busy City of London, in between the London Bridge and the Tower of London, the tranquility and the quietness of this place fascinates me. The moss on the walls, freely growing ivies, old tombstones, lacy windows, the decayed, the worn-out…
Hidden between the office blocks, St Dunstan is the perfect secret garden that won’t reveal itself unless you look for it. And this is the reason of my love for it.
I have to start with a thank you to The Gentle Author, creator of the blog Spitalfields Life, for inspiring me to write this post. Spitalfields Life is a lovely blog I like to follow, sharing stories and beautiful photographs about the life in Spitalfields, London. Today I came across with this post about the Bow Cemetery, which reminded me of the long walks I had in another stunning cemetery in London, The Abney Park Cemetery.
Eleven years ago, while studying in London, I first visited Abney Park for an architectural project which we were supposed to develop for the first term of college. First day was a crowded day with all the class and the tutor, exploring the cemetery and trying to find a way to start developing our own projects. But I was already struck by its beauty and quietness, and knew that I would come back on my own again and again. So that’s what I did, I went there again and again wandering for hours, taking photographs… At one point, the project was an excuse really, because I have already found out what I should do on my second visit, the following visits were just for me wanting to be alone in this beautiful place.
So here are my photos from eleven years ago, the ones that I took with my old Minolta. Today I felt like I found something long forgotten… a good memory… so I had to find these photos and share them with you. And I will definitely make sure that I will have time to visit Abney Park on my next trip to London.
It’s the living who do the harm… the dead are here only to listen…
