Fox under the moon

Fox under the moon
Oils and collage

Greenwich, Piper's Wharf 2005

Greenwich, Piper's Wharf 2005
Greenwich, Piper's Wharf 2005

Gate to Topkapi Palace

Gate to Topkapi Palace
Through the gate you can see the Blue Mosque.

Unfinished street!

Unfinished street!
A fabulously scruffy Turkish street. Haven't yet finished, but I won't add much more...

In Asia!

In Asia!
A beautiful mosque on the Asian shore.

Uskudar fish market

Uskudar fish market
We found this market on the Asian shore of Istanbul.

The Harem

The Harem
A view of the harem at the Topkapi Palace.

Elderly gentleman

Elderly gentleman
A thoughtful looking man near the Grand Bazaar.

Girl in souk

Girl in souk
Girl strokes cat in souk

Spirit

Spirit
Free spirit in Morocco

In the Medina

In the Medina
The light falls through the arches onto jewels and treasures

Goats

Goats
Goats along a dusty derb

Dyer's Souk in Marrakesh - has a long and complicated name!

Dyer's Souk in Marrakesh - has a long and complicated name!
We actually didn't find this much colour!

Woman sitting infront of a mosque (not really in the shade)

Woman sitting infront of a mosque (not really in the shade)
Just have to add the mosque!

Thoughtful old man, Marrakesh

Thoughtful old man, Marrakesh
The boxes haven't yet been added!

Sunday 3 May 2009

Ragged London

"No spectator has ever been bold enough to grapple with the back streets - the human warrens - on the south side of the metropolis..." John Hollingshead, Ragged London.

My favourite Southwark character is Springheeled Jack - but I don't think he really exists, which is probably just as well! Built on the back of more famous criminals such as Jack the Ripper, our springheeled friend was a 19th century urban legend - a shady figure, haunting the backstreets and alleyways of deserted dockland areas and rookeries, so called because of his nasty habit of pouncing on women when they least expected it. Another characteristic of his was belching flames and laughing madly in people's faces - what a rotter. He is supposed to have thrown an unfortunate prostitute to her death in Folly Ditch, part of the Dickensian slum known as Jacob's Island.

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