I had a fun couple of days in London. I met the lovely quietroomineedyounow for lunch on Tuesday (looking forward to meeting you all at the MBD show!). Wednesday was the London Polawalk with six new friends. Lots of geeky photo conversation to be had. The rain cooperated and didn’t start until we put our cameras away. We walked around the Tate Modern, down the river toward Westminster, stopping for coffee and conversation along the way. We stumbled upon a breakdancing class at Southbank center on our way to dinner. It’s nice when you can follow the rhythm of the day, from place to place, just getting to know people, and having it feel natural. I shot mostly film the last couple of days. Polaroid week starts on Monday, so bad snapshots (no scanner) of new photos forthcoming.
All through autumn we hear a double voice: one says everything is ripe; the other says everything is dying. The paradox is exquisite. We feel what the Japanese call “aware” — an almost untranslatable word meaning something like “beauty tinged with sadness.”