Arty London Photos, Part 3
Last round of pictures, I promise. (Well, at least until the weekend if all goes well, but those won't be of London.)

The Big Guy himself.

I know I posted a picture of me and
smhwpf posing in front of it already, but why not have a few more?



Thistles in front of William Morris's house.

Same thing, different focus.

A soft friend.

St. Dunstan-in-the-East.

Another view of that.

I tried to get a bunch of photos of the Victorian steam engine, but this was the only one I liked compositionally.

A composite. I saw some Extinction Rebellion graffiti and an old sign for Courage Brewery, and I thought they worked pretty well together.

The Oscar Wilde memorial.
This is how my bedroom looks now:

I was hoping to be able to sleep at night and not get woken up by the streetlamp and light bouncing off the pale teal walls, which I now can, on top of that it looks fucking amazing. I remember reading this article about how men are intimidated by too many pictures of women in a woman's house, and almost all the pictures in my bedroom (and in the rest of my house) are of women, so it also feels like a complete power move.

The Big Guy himself.

I know I posted a picture of me and
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Thistles in front of William Morris's house.

Same thing, different focus.

A soft friend.

St. Dunstan-in-the-East.

Another view of that.

I tried to get a bunch of photos of the Victorian steam engine, but this was the only one I liked compositionally.

A composite. I saw some Extinction Rebellion graffiti and an old sign for Courage Brewery, and I thought they worked pretty well together.

The Oscar Wilde memorial.
This is how my bedroom looks now:

I was hoping to be able to sleep at night and not get woken up by the streetlamp and light bouncing off the pale teal walls, which I now can, on top of that it looks fucking amazing. I remember reading this article about how men are intimidated by too many pictures of women in a woman's house, and almost all the pictures in my bedroom (and in the rest of my house) are of women, so it also feels like a complete power move.
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