Bus Stop

Was waiting for a bus... I though I might as well take a picture of this LOVELY Bishopsgate plate. I stood there for a while with my camera on my face, waiting for something to happen, not even hoping it would happen... But then this happened. I guess she saw me taking a picture of nothing. She also went and took a picture of the plate, keeping an eye on me. I got annoyed... but then she took a selfie. And I took a picture of her taking a selfie, holding a (just noticed) "Happy Birthday" bag. I laughed... Happy Birthday selfie girl, if it is!

Soho Sky

It's almost freezing and it's very windy in London these days. When it's cold I wear my jacket fury hoody, which is so huge that then I can't see anything, except my walking feet and sometimes Google map in my hands which I know will take me wherever Im heading to. So even if I went to wander around Soho today, I came back with nothing but one picture taken on the bus.

Anyway, this is what Soho sky (?) looks like. I think I got obsessed with rain drops recently...

The Lucky Pig

January's over! Finally! With lots of rain pissing from the sky... Like a proper spring rain... I got so wet walking home when you stop feeling that it's actually raining... cats and dogs...

Dog carrier. Shoreditch. 

Mask and a woman and a man. Shoreditch.

Ended up here by accident. Paid 5 pounds for toilet and left. Shit place. Concrete. Shoreditch.

The Lucky Pig. Happy Birthday Victor.

What's Become of You?

It's funny... Everything these days, like - things I come across, places I go to, events I attend, book I read, music I listen to, films I watch, somehow relates to my current state of mind (smile)...

"'What's Become of You?', is a question as banal as it is terrifying... It says that time has passed and that changes have occurred..." - This is from the flamenco show brochure I went to see today at Barbican.

Of course there was a "no pictures" sign but it is so satisfying to break the rules! mmmm....

Couple with the capital C.

Dream of Life

It happens very rarely... I dreamed my late grandma last night - Leila bebo… She was holding my hand, looking at me and weeping… She was in pain… Her feet were cut off… That was painful… I had this image stuck in my head all day… 

Before going to bed I watched the movie Patti Smith: Dream of Life which opens by her saying: "Life is and adventure of our own design, intersected by fate in a series of lucky and unlucky accidents..." 

I watched Dream of Life and dreamed death... 

It's been raining all day and I love rain… It's grey and moody… I am grey and moody too… I'm just wondering: Did I design it myself? I have questions to answer... 

It's raining and streets are empty... Then this is a shadow of myself... 

I miss bebo...