Look Up

Do you begin and end your day with the world framed by a window or windscreen? Maybe it’s your own or perhaps it is the fingerprint smeared one of the bus or train. Do you run? Or cycle? Do you stare ahead, focussed on the point of horizon, enjoying the sensation of the landmarks flying past you? Or do you walk? Head dead ahead. Music sounding. Telephone chattering. Daydreaming.

Have you walked or driven the same route for as long as you can remember? Have you one day, for whatever reason, looked up and seen something that surprised you? A building above a shop perhaps? A blue plaque? A piece of graffiti impossibly high up? A flag. This blog is about what you can see when you tilt your chin and see a different view of your everyday world.

Look up.

Thursday, 7 July 2011

Time for Tea

Atop the Tea building

Shutter Up

An interesting way of keeping the sun off the front of a cafe, these yellow shutters add a little more interest than an everyday awning.

Missing an E

Above a seemingly normal block of flats in Shoreditch sits a sign missing a vital vowel. (Unless it is really referring to Douglas Adams Meaning of Liff. Who knows?) Either way I wonder who is responsible for it and what its purpose is.

Sunday, 3 July 2011

St Michael's church, Lewes, East Sussex

Lewes is easily one of my favourite places to visit. Only a short train or bus ride from Brighton it is a small town steeped in ancient history, tradition and superstition in equal measure. Someone's misplaced glove had been left in front of the church at the top of the hight street, I love how the angle of the glove mimics that of the winged St Michael.

Saturday, 2 July 2011

Decorative dome

Whilst admiring this pretty funky looking pub I noticed that it was topped with a very smart marble dome. I'm not sure what it is all about, but ever a fan of outdoor marble tiling, I quite like it.

Friday, 1 July 2011

Sundown over sussex shoreline

The time when the sun begins its slow descent is what my friend affectionately calls ‘the beautiful hour’. Everything is bathed in a golden light, shadows smudge the angles of buildings, light reflects softly off water and everything really does look more beautiful.

Signs of the times

Walking along Clapham Junction high street revelling in the sunshine I looked up and saw this collection of signs; one old, one hand painted and two new. I loved the mis-match of them all, though my favourite would have to be the fading paintwork of the old baker and confectioner's shop. Much more charming than its contemporaries.