Since no-one expressed any great enthusiasm for my recent post of my own photographic art, I thought you ought to have a bit more. This stuff can grow on you...?
Most of the images were, you'll recall, taken in London in 1995 or thereabouts.
The idea -- entirely novel, of course -- was to focus more on the detailed elements of the city, the grouting, as it were, rather than the grand architectural statements.
Although clearly I utterly failed to stick to my own brief.
I was particularly taken with plastic decorative elements -- sculptures and signage, for instance.
And I had a rather creepy, Goth-like enthusiasm for a good memorial.
This is a detail of a building in which I lived for the rest of the 1990s:
No, not in all of it, obviously. But then I found out Janet Street-Porter lived just around the corner, so I had to move.
That last was in Edinburgh. Bonus points for the smarty-pants Sassenach (Scots are disqualified) who can name the Scot with whom it's most commonly associated.
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These are delightful pictures, and please keep showing us them. That's the David Hume monument in the Old Calton graveyard in Edinburgh, but I'm a Scot, so I'm disqualified.
I find Janet Street Porter somewhat endearing, in an odd sort of way, if only because he drives Gordon Ramsay (who I also love) up the wall.
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