There is this electricity pole in Brixton. I passed next to it every day last June, on the way back to the flat of a friend where I was staying. Looking up, to the wires and the clouds, the houses of the street disappeared and it was like this was somewhere in the country side, not in London.
Large photos taken with iPhone6 are decorating the walls of the London tube. I liked this one with 3 kids on a frozen lake. It reminded me of Finland.
I landed at Heathrow early morning and as usual took the Heathrow Express to Paddington. I always have liked the perspective, lines and curves of the Heathrow station.
I was on the escalator on teh way down to the Northern Line. A young couple was hugging just above me. Nice.
Waiting for the next train southbound. On the way to a friend house for the weekend. Maybe thinking about the evening and whom she is going to meet.
Stockwell tube station. Interchange to get to Brixton. Trains pass through southbound as well as northbound. If you avoid the rush hour you can pause in a corridor, wait for a train to pass by, and to capture its blurry motion.
It is nice to walk from one station to the other. Look at the tunnels that connects different underground lines. Low down to the floor level and seek a different point of view.
Exit to the platform and watch the people waiting for the next train. Most of them look into their smartphones. Many listen to music from their earplugs. Not many talk to eachother. All think about the time left to the next train. Just 1 minute in this case.
I was in London for a week in late June. The usual week I spend there before the summer holiday, catching up with the colleagues at the Overseas Development Institute. This year I wanted to pay attention to two things while in London: 1) interesting perspectives of the urban landscape ; 2) people in their daily life. This photo was taken at Heathrow while walking to the Heathrow Express underground station. I like the perspective and reflections.
That’s it. I am leaving tomorrow to Europe for the summer break. The photos from the Senayan Transjkarata station will stop here (temporarily?). 86 photos from January to June. Six months of crossing this bridge on the way to work and back home. Pushing my Brompton and carrying my camera to capture new angles, different times of the day, a snapshot of the busy life at this busy corner of Jakarta. Some people, like the gentleman in this photo, know me by know. The few times I was not on my bycicle they ask me: ‘Sapeda di mana?” (where is the bycicle). When I was in a hurry and could not stop to take photos, they would ask me: “Today, no photo?”. Will be offline for about a month. I may publish photos from Italy and Finland but the Transjakarta station at Senayan will have to wait. Let’s see if I continue with this project once I get back at the end of July. Few people have followed quite regularly my posts. Thank you for doing so. If you have the energy, scroll down the photos of the Senayan station and let me know in a comment which one connects most with you. See you in a month or so.
Even if I have been taking photos for about six months in this place, I never saw this angle. Right at the middle of the overpass bridge there is ramp that goes down to almost the street level, where there are the gates where people press their electronic bus cards before jumping on the busses. Some people walk fast. Some walk slow. This evening I did not see people who were in a rush. It was good moment to get down to the floor level, focus near the tip of the lens and let all the rest blur. I used my dx kit lens, at 24mm. Nothing fancy.
There is a large building site next to the overpass I walk everyday to get to my office, at the Senayan Transjakarta station. A project started a year or so ago with to bring a mega MRT underground and overground train system to Jakarta. I spotted these two guys just inside the fence that separates the building site from an heavy traffic road, Jl. Sudirman. One seemed concentrated in putting together plans and design papers (for the MRT?). The other was checking his messages, maybe soon meeting friends as it was at the end of the afternoon. On the inside of the fence, two guys and a quiet end-of-the working-day-moment. On the other side, hidden to them, the traffic jam of Jakarta rush hour.
End of the week. Many food vendors appear in the streets of Jakarta, outside office buildings, near the sunset time. They are there when people leave their desks and are ready to break the fasting of the Ramadhan. He is one of them and before selling food to people he sat and had a small meal himself breaking his own fasting.
Beginning of Ramadhan in Jakarta
Have a nice weekend.