Wandering about streets aimlessly, appeals & possible lives are lurking behind every corner.
But on this site you will not find impressions of bustling city life.
Merely some of its traces, and accidental forms & patterns & shafts of light.
And maybe a few angels, overlooking it all with powerless sympathy.
"Distractions fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight"
Light & the City Who's afraid of Angels?
Luminous hues of Gray
Don't know much about Geometry
Darkness Visible Classical Longings On the Water-front Ripples & Reflections Interiors
The World at Dusk Accidental Shapes
Encounters with Publicity The Romance of TrainsChasing Shadows A Passion for Pavements Venice in WinterTransience
Vanity A Sleepy Rhythm Even more train stuff
Looking for Red
Some words to track down the flâneur
Some fragments of a reluctant stroll
By way of apology for classical longings