Lux per Oculum
It is hot in Seville. Even though it is only a little after nine in the morning, the temperature is … Continue reading Lux per Oculum
It is hot in Seville. Even though it is only a little after nine in the morning, the temperature is … Continue reading Lux per Oculum
The sycamore stands like a sentinel. Its great limbs stretch outward, heavy with leaves, each one etched with veins like … Continue reading The Witness Tree
I love the element of danger and the ecstasy of flight… – Chris de Burg, I Love the Night It’s … Continue reading The Geometry of Lift
Morning in Cirencester. I step into the church vestibule, leaving the harsh summer sun for the cool shade of the … Continue reading In Search of the Perpendicular
There’s no better seat in London than the front row, top deck, of a red double-decker. From here, the city … Continue reading On the Buses
“And you see the ships ploughing through it, that you may seek of His bounty and that you may give … Continue reading The Dhows of Dubai Creek
The British Museum is chaos. We arrive early to beat the rush; but there is no beating the rush. Thousands … Continue reading The Pursuit of Knowledge
Twenty bridges from Tower to KewWanted to know what the river knew.For they were young, but the river was old,And … Continue reading From Westminster to Kew
It’s 7.18am and already the heat feels like a small, lazy dog has curled up on the back of my … Continue reading Quantum Travel: The Notting Hill Interpretation
Late morning in Kensington Gardens. The clouds are playing their usual summer game of theatre and retreat, and the sunlight … Continue reading A Memory of Albert