View from a street down dark stairs, with fencing around their top. There's an open door at the bottom of the stairs, but it's unlit. The street is wet and fallen leaves are on the street and stairs.
#WrongLondon entices you in with temptations of #mystery and #discovery. But all it delivers is #oblivion.
#London #NightPhotography #psychogeography
An old single story brick building is painted black, has a window with heavy bars, and padlocks securing several parts of its door. It sits betwen brighter and more modern buildings.
#WrongLondon doesn't do charming 'appearing and disappearing' #magicial shops. It does malingering #abandoned warehouses, which elbow their way in between other buildings.
Never knocked down, just… gone, before that happens.
#psychogeography #London #photography
Night photo of empty pavement, large old paving stones are cracked and wet from rain, reflecting the streetlights above harshly, and scattered with fallen leaves. On one side are black railings, the other lamposts, trees and cars.
#WrongLondon gives you the leaves of October with the #freezing winds of February. Do you even remember what #warmth feels like?
#psychogeography #Photograpy #StreetPhotography #London
View down a train between empty seats, and above a scrolling destination that doesn't have the destinations - it shows "Calling at and ."
This is #WrongLondon. No matter what route you try, you're going nowhere.
#psychogeography #LiminalSpaces #London #photography
View under a bridge or flyover, of a concrete roof supported by many rounded pillars which curl away into the distance, the ground is mixed dirt and rubble. There's a wooden fence at the front of the photo.
#WrongLondon is well built and, barring an occasional leaking of existential #dread, well maintained. But where are its architects, its construction workers?
Who made it?
#psychogeography #architecture #London #photography
A long round pedestrian tunnel has dirty bricks, blackened spaces where adverts used to be, and a Northern Line tube diagram on one side. There's a bright light above, reflected as a long line on the tiled floor. At the far end of the line someone wearing white clothes is barely visible.
Sometimes you think you see someone, heading towards you down a #tunnel. You run… but when you get there, they're gone like smoke on the wind.
They don't allow smoking down here, not even in #WrongLondon Still a cold wind though, despite few #trains
#loneliness #psychogeography #London #Photography
A square tunnel, wet with rainwater, walls in different colours and heavily graffitied. Well lit apart from the far end which is entirely dark.
"The light at the end of the tunnel" is such an outmoded concept, and #WrongLondon will have no truck with it.
#psychogeography #photography #London #darkness
View down a an empty underground train station. There is a yellow paved line along one side, the other has a wall pitted with damage and stains. At the far end, it disappears into a dark tunnel
#WrongLondon is filled with alleyways and dead-ends, but it is more filled with #tunnels.
These lightless arteries pump #void from its dark heart to sustain this this #empty city. Sometimes it leaks.
#psychogeography #London #photography
A long tunnel has a barrier with a 'no exit' sign. It's poorly lit, and its white walls are cracked and marked in many places.
#WrongLondon is realising the avenues of your life are crumbling tunnels, and the light at the end is an empty window display in a half shuttered high street.
Happy Christmas
#psychogeography #photography #London #StreetPhotography
A long outdoor corridor in a block of flats, doors to them on the right side, and a balcony on the left. The floor is wet with rain despite a ceining above.
Home after home after home after home.
All of them are #empty.
In #WrongLondon you are #alone.
#Walktober #London #StreetPhotography #photography #loneliness
Before anyone gets too excited, singing House Finch photo on the #londonbirders wiki seems to have been uploaded by a Canadian #wronglondon
