The date was 13th June, When I first started writing this installment in this potentially infinite series, but everything I wrote felt stale. As it stands, Churchill is still standing, hoarding uncovered for a state visit from Macron.
18 June 2020
It seems odd to be writing an introduction to a lockdown London photographic series investigating the epicentre of the night, the quiet, airy night, which is the sum total of the stillness that has occurred thanks to the reduction in human footprint around a city, which has been so alive at all times of the day and night since Londinium has cooked up by the Romans.
26 April 2020
