A single day feels like a week at the moment. Only two days ago I was London to head over to Dublin, then south to stay with a friend. On my ride to the airport I was smitten with a hound woman standing near me on the tube. She was so punk, and everything that my friends and I aspired to when we were coming of age. Her authenticity of being was what caught me…as usual I was looking for something begin the eyes, behind the clothing. I didn’t want to bother her…but when I saw her on the way to my gate, I though it was worth a go to ask her for a couple shots. The lighting was a bit rough, and I found myself asking the internal questions of how to make the best of the situation photographically.
I wish that I had more control over the exterior elements more often then not, but I am learning to work with it.
At my gate I looked up to see this message on a gentleman’s arm. Before leaving Marin for this great journey around the world, someone wrote the same message on my driveway and through out the neighborhood. How very cool is that? It is what the world needs now…
No trip to London would be complete without a bit of shopping and walking through this notorious spot. I had a great deal of fun reliving my own years of fashion bad assery. As hard as I find it to believe I once had blue hair, huge rave pants, black make up and of course piercings. Though I might not rock the style these days I have a great deal of appreciation for it….so I had a great of fun photographing the locals and tourists hitting the area.
Bashing about London this morning…it’s still all about the shoes, although I have made the attempt to photograph the full form.
I have found the British to be very photogenic and gracious. Trying to interact with people in Russia was challenging, and anytime I tried to photograph someone on the sly, I was usually given suspicious stares…which honestly I could understand considering the location.
Here I feel comfortable and social again, fearless in my interactions.
As a general experience I truly love London. Every time I step outside I feel a wave of diversity, sounds, smells, colours, and languages wash over me.
The metro is fantastic, after a few days of sans car life I am a convert. The sea of humanity using public transportation is comforting….the general user population also seems down with the system.
So much to take in…this trip had been such a whirlwind of places, history, style, and global download.
Well I’m still alive, but after the day I had yesterday its a bit debatable.
I was having breakfast in Russia, lunch in Germany, and then dinner in best Indian food place I have ever encountered in East London.
I’m currently staying in the Bloomsbury area, next to King’s Cross Station. Even through my exhaustion I took a quick toddle around the hood yesterday to check out the peeps.
Knowing that I’m in one of the most diverse places in the world, did not stop me from have a feeling of awe at the sheer mixture of it all.
It brought a smile to my face to walk down the street and experience it all.
I have landed in the UK and decided the best way to start my trip would be to spend a few days in the English Countryside before I hang out in Russia and London. I have enjoyed myself a great deal and feel as if I’m still in the Marin area, just with a slightly sexy accent and a lot more walking.
Here are a few shots that I have taken in between investigating Roman baths and taking the waters. I will admit to being a bit shy and not taking as many shots as I would like. The people here are beautifully dressed, and there is an edge of the funky to most of the attire I’ve run across.