I always think fountains are akin to fires in a way. They are endlessly changing and fascinating. They always draw my attention, and I can sit and watch them for ages.
One gate stands open, friendly, welcoming.
The other closed, steadfast blocking, confining.
Look carefully at their signs
A babbling creature there was confused why I found this pairing so compelling. Bade me promise not to reveal the location of its lair…
#psychogeography#London #LiminalSpaces#TellingStories #photography#SignsOfTheTimes
I always think fountains are akin to fires in a way. They are endlessly changing and fascinating. They always draw my attention, and I can sit and watch them for ages.
Unintended sculpture on the beach.
One gate stands open, friendly, welcoming.
The other closed, steadfast blocking, confining.
Look carefully at their signs
A babbling creature there was confused why I found this pairing so compelling. Bade me promise not to reveal the location of its lair…
#psychogeography#London #LiminalSpaces#TellingStories #photography#SignsOfTheTimes
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