i love cork!

I like to collect colours, textures and memories. Dotted around the house are jars full of buttons, boxes full of beads and heavy dictionaries stuffed full of pressed autumn leaves. For years i've been collecting corks, from special occasions or just corks with interesting markings. The plan is to frame them all - but it's taking me ages to find the right kind of deep set frame. So, it was great to get an idea of how it could look when i spotted this at the Wine Wharf last week...

the perfect city car...

I think i've said before that a classic Fiat 500 would be my perfect London city car...well, these cool illustrations made me think that the new model wouldn't be too bad either...

Banksy for real

My 'real or fake?' Banksy post from yesterday inspired me to route through my photographs to find a definite authentic. I know this one is for real because the council had painted over it within a few days!

Was once found at the Post Office yard on Newman Street, just off Oxford Street...but alas no more!

Banksy??

The debate is still on as to whether this peace loving granny, in Primrose Hill, is an authentic Banksy. But it still makes me smile every time i see it.

Vintage Fashion Fair

Sundays are made for endless pots of tea, numerous slices of toast, long walks, pub lunches and a rummage though a great vintage fair. I managed to pack all of this in yesterday at Primrose Hill, culminating with a visit to the Vintage Fashion Fair at Cecil Sharp House. There was a great selection of stalls with some real gems on offer. Small enough to not be too overwhelming but big enough to make me wish I'd have saved more pennies! The next fair is on April 17th and if you register before hand, it's free to get in!

my purchase... a 1930's silk dressing gown...

Art on Eastcastle Street

Claire Fontaine - Fighting Gravity

the smell of spring

I think I can actually smell spring in the air. Not sure how to describe the smell...maybe it's just the fact that I've had a stinking cold and what i'm actually smelling is, well regular smells again. But there is no denying that the birds are out tweeting their hopeful tweets, because they keep waking me up every bloody morning! So away with your winter woolies, bye bye beautiful fur coat. 

Ever wondered where all the abandoned gloves go? I like to think that they all hibernate together over  spring, ready to come out and party again next winter!

the things people do to give up smoking...

Waterloo station today...the eyes convey his pain/ evil thoughts!

Colour lust

I love the rich, saturated colours in these photographs. So much so that I completely forgot to find out what they were of/ who they were by, etc...very naughty I know. Next time i'm back at The Natural History Museum i'll find out, but in the meantime...