architecture

The City

CityPoint, where I was chased away by security guards who told me it is illegal to take pictures of buildings. In that case I am going to jail for a very long time as you will see from this collecktion of photos.

Reflection of One Coleman Street in Moorhouse, where I was also chased away by security guards. Obviously it is one of those sekrit buildings and they do not want people taking photergraphs of it in case people find out it exists.

Moorhouse, remember it does not exist, so any pictures you might see of it are stricktly imaginary.

Reflection in the frontage of One Coleman Street. I like the way it has gone all warped, like something by Maurits Escher on weird drugs.

Whitecross Place, a shopping mall near Moorgate where I was also asked to leave by security guards. They said I might be a terrorist taking pictures of the CCTV cameras. I must say I would make an unconvincing terrorist, with my big SLR, anorak, and thermos of weak lemon drink. On the other hand that is exactly what a clever terrorist would want you to think. Aaah!

Randoms

Just some intresting picktures that do not lend themselves to categorisation really. This is a nice sky I saw at the Welsh Harp a while ago. I like to go wandering around the reservoir where there is a lot of birds to notice and many little nooks to investergate. I am quite good at investergation.

Me having a bad hair day.

Dirty old cash machine!

Some borderline sinister owls.

Palestra, an office building in Blackfriars Road.

An ordinary picture of Matt in the Landseer which accidentally captured his bestial id.

Ye Citie of Londonne

Come with me now on a photergraphic tour of Dickensian London, full of lovable tubercular scamps, ragamuffins, and wicked lawyers, actually that is what I would really like if I could invent a time machine, but I have not. So instead it is a tour of modern London and some of its intresting buildings if you like archie-tecture. I like it a lot.