#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.

#TellingStories #psychogeography #NightPhotography #London #photography

#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 #photoMonday

#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 #Rainham #bridges #concrete

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 #LondonUnderground

#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 #Moorgate

@justinfarrimond
Me too - and #WrongLondon isn't this world, even though it's a reflection and reaction to it.

Through a looking glass, darkly. The sense of loneliness that's unique to busy places in big cities when they're empty.

#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

Home after home after home after home.
All of them are #empty.
In #WrongLondon you are #alone.

#Walktober #London #StreetPhotography #photography #loneliness #psychogeography