Category: #MYLDN

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

It has become a tradition to show London from above on the centenary editions of #MYLDN which technically means I have only done it once before but tradition has to start somewhere, right? Being able to occasionally look down on the sprawling mass of the city and see it for the giant ant colony brings a perspective only hinted at on the ground. We are tiny creatures surrounded by large objects that seem to multiply and grow around us. As the city expands we shrink, as the population swells we disappear. We become invisible. We are the vanishing millions of London. Can you see us?

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

The force is strong with this one…

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

A rare sighting…

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

 

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Couple argue. Woman storms off. Man buys cupcake as peace offering. Woman throws cupcake at man. Man storms off. Woman regrets not eating cupcake.  (Sherlock Romero investigates)

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Riot app

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london… 

 

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…

Be a model dah-ling, its soooo glamourous…yeah, right…standing outside a launderette for 3 hours with a hairdo like the bride of frankenstein…how glamourous can you get? I look horrific! And if that twat tells me to “just have fun with it” one more time I will stab him in the eye socket with this cigarette…how can you have fun with it when you’ve done it 80 friggin times? This isn’t fun…this is bullshit…I’m so done with this…..I want to eat and do normal people things…although I do want this coat..and this bag…for the love of Gucci, just get on with it! Its just one friggin photograph – how hard can it be?! 

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…

I’m number one, I’m the man, the geezer. Numero Uno…I’m fucking ‘ard. These punks are scared of me. Back in the day I’d ‘ave taken ’em apart. Fucked ’em up good and propa. I could still ‘ave ’em. Beat ’em sideways with that bleedin baguette I would…show ’em who’s boss. Fuckin ingrates! Don’t know they’re born. I’d teach ’em a fing or two…like how to welcome my fist into their face. If it weren’t for me arthritis I’d ‘bash hells bells out of ’em, I’d rip ’em to shreds…I’d…I’d better get home…me bag’s leaking…

 

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…

If I’d lived in the 60s, when I was supposed to, everything would be sweet. I wouldn’t be working in this crummy vintage store in London. I’d be in a pool, in Californ-i-a, with free lovin 60s babes, on peyote, writing meaningful rock songs..that’s what I’d be doing. Straight up. Present day sucks man…altho this lovely lady might be into the whole 60s vibe…just look cool dude, let her come to you…

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…

Dear Diary, hopes of being discovered as an impassioned but poverty stricken writer are going well…sitting on the church courtyard floor in my trendy beret scribbling furiously in my notebook whilst occasionally furrowing my brow in an enigmatic fashion have garnered the attention of a local photographer who is currently taking my picture…fame is finally on its way..hurrah!

Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…