This is the new W Hotel on the corner of Wardour St and Leicester Square, shot up against one of the (Victorian?) buildings that face it. It’s VERY sci-fi, and looks like the Mothership has landed. It’s even prettier at night, but I like the juxtaposition I walked into on a flawlessly clear sky yesterday.
Tired, and busy weekend ahead. So comms are going to minimal today.
This was taken at last years St Giles’ Fair in Oxford.
As spotted in the vestibule of The Old Operating Room in Southwark, just down the road from Guys Hospital. Un-nerving and beautiful in equal measure.
A little break in transmission while I gather my thoughts after the post frenzy of the past couple of days. Back with a bang (or at least a dull thud) tomorrow.
There’s beauty everywhere, if you’re open to it. Even the simplest of things, a tealight out of a big bag, a cheap plastic lamp and a bare wall, can bring about a moment of quiet wonder. Casting a glow even in the darkest of times. On a foggy morning like today, it seems even more welcoming.