Arty London Photos, Part 1

[sabotabby]

I'm finally sorting through the many, many photos on my camera. It's taking some time. I've narrowed it down to 36 that I feel are worthy of showing the intertubes. But how to group them? So I just named them things and put them in alphabetical order.




Abney Park.


Also Abney Park.


A soft comrade on an important journey, near the Lee.


Aziraphale and Crowley, probably.


The Wild Hunt Bedlam Morris.


The spookiest Morris dancer. P.S. he is pro-Brexit, I'm sorry.


Graffiti near the Banksy alley.


Churchill's bunker.


Also Churchill's bunker.


The pins and string they used to map things out in Churchill's bunker. Also it should be noted that they allowed smoking and had chamber pots so there go all my fantasies about living in a bunker.


Cable St. mural detail.


A tribute from today's antifascists to yesterday's.



This has nothing to do with the UK other than that it is in Stratford, but not that Stratford, but I thought you would enjoy this photo of adorable goslings attempting to wake up their sleepy sibling:

Comments

[ironed_orchid]

These are all lovely, and the cat on an important journey looks like it belongs in a Halloween catalogue. I mean this in the best possible way.

[sabotabby]

Oh, that was the look I was aiming for.

Well, not initially, as the cat was being adorable and photogenic lying on his back on a boat, and the very second I got out my camera to take a picture, he jumped off and started rubbing himself on my legs. Which was cute, but not the photo I wanted. And then he kept presenting his butt and would not allow me to take a picture of his face, which was very cute. Finally I managed this shot.

[franklanguage]

Well, cats be cats; when you took your camera out, maybe he thought it was food. (That's actually the way a dog thinks, sorry.)

[sabotabby]

I think like most cats he's a small incarnation of a Trickster god. Hella cute though.

[notasupervillain]

I generally dislike having my photo taken, and I feel like presenting my butt when someone tries might be the path forward.

[sabotabby]

It is a strategy.

I like two people to take my picture: mr_sharkey and marev. I still don't know how to pose properly but they manage to make me look cute.

[pofflewomp]

Oh wow they're amazingly beautiful. Where is Churchill's bunker?! All these exciting spots in my city I have not seen.

It's good you saw morris dancers. It wouldn't be England without morris dancers.

It was wonderful meeting you at long last. Just too hot weather.

[sabotabby]

It's on King Charles St. in Westminster. You should totally go.

I have bad memories of Morris dancers waking me up at my old apartment at sunrise, but these ones were much better.

I am 1000% more coherent when my flesh is not melting but it was fantastic meeting you too!

[joymoose]

Duckies!

[sabotabby]

I may have to do an epoxy resin of that one, judging by people’s reactions.

[rinue]

Been enjoying your many photos, here and in the other place.

[sabotabby]

Thank you! My secret hope is always posting a bunch of pictures and then having friends decide which ones are worthy of doing things with.

[cloudsinvenice]

These are beautiful!

[sabotabby]

Thank you!

[smhwpf]

Oh wow, these are awesome! Great work editing and curating. Looking on phone just now, will have to go back and view properly on a larger screen.

[sabotabby]

Editing is easy; curating is an impossibility. I have a set of rules: No obvious tourist shots or angles, nothing that would be similar to what comes up if you Google a thing, nothing that is just a photo of someone else's art.

[nyctanthes]

Love the pictures. Especially, sadly, pro-Brexit Morris dancer.

[sabotabby]

Thanks. He is my favourite tbh. So skeery in multiple ways.

[notasupervillain]

My fantasy bunker has plumbing, and I'm not letting reality interfere.

Awwww sleepy animals!

[sabotabby]

Mine too. And showers. Showers are important. We may be thinking less "survival during a war against fascism" and more "supervillain lair."

[notasupervillain]

Indeed. But the whole point of being Supervillains is to scare the fash until they get into the lice-ridden bunkers.