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you can’t imagine how quickly those candles burnt down…

spectacular, it was. the paralympics opening ceremony might not have had quite the lavish and epic reach of the olympics that i saw broadcast, but it did have soul - and watching a wheelchair bound athlete pull himself up a rope to the top of the stadium to light the olympic flame was something both awe-inspiring and humbling: when he paused to get his composure back 50 meters up and still a little of the war to go, i’d wager there were 90,999 other people also experiencing a deep moment of reflection.

simply stunning. the best architecture i’ve experienced in the year, probably years. postcard from a distance, it simply gets better the closer you get into and through it.

…and breathe out.

some things are a gift, even if everything is wrong

after max’s 30th mashup in birmingham, straight off the train and to stokefest. superlovely day, england looking stunning, ended up with old friends and akira in a rooftop party, djs blaring. quite the weekend.

always a pleasant surprise when you wake up the next morning and a photo from the (late) night before actually did capture the moment…

a little mind-sketch while breakfasting outdoors in february (meaning another jinxed summer?).

was on route to “collaborators: uk design for performance 2003 - 2007”, an exhibition hidden away so cryptically at the v&a its almost as if they didn’t want you to find it. i loved it though, plenty to peruse and be enthused by if you’ve got a multidisciplinary bone in your body.

up north at a welsh working man’s club. maybe its just me, but i was charmed by the ultra-polish ethic combined with dated statement of the obvious.

this signpost kinda sums up the impression i’m feeling this trip.