Showing posts with label Soho. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Soho. Show all posts
Monday, 24 February 2014
More people
Labels:
Brighton,
illustration,
pen and ink,
people,
portrait,
sketch,
sketchbook,
Soho,
steve may,
Wardour Street
Tuesday, 18 February 2014
Splashing into the streets
Wet night in Soho last night reminded me of the line 'The boys just dive right off the cars
And splash into the street' from Time by Tom Waits (very little relevance apart from that but it's always good to have context)
And splash into the street' from Time by Tom Waits (very little relevance apart from that but it's always good to have context)
Labels:
children's illustration,
creatures,
fishing,
illustration,
monsters,
pen and ink,
rain,
sketch,
sketchbook,
Soho,
steve may,
street,
streets,
tom waits
Wednesday, 10 April 2013
Square Trilby
Interesting square trilby-esque* hat spotted on Wardour Street - had to rub my eyes to check I wasn't in Shoreditch by accident!
(*yes pedants, I'm sure it can't be an actual trilby - ence the 'esque' ; )
(*yes pedants, I'm sure it can't be an actual trilby - ence the 'esque' ; )
Labels:
hat,
hats,
London,
people,
shoreditch,
sketch,
sketchbook,
Soho,
trilby,
Wardour Street
Tuesday, 26 March 2013
Monday, 21 February 2011
Inexorable Slow Death of a Takeaway
Every time I pass this particular place on Berwick Street I feel like I'm watching the rather tragic inexorable slow death of a takeaway, in the knowledge that the previous occupants of the premises (hotdogs, sushi, mexican etc.) have all lasted around 6 months.
First of all they had installed a man on the door offering 'free meat' to passers by & recently a rather forlorn handwritten sign appeared, trumpeting the fact that they use 'a frying pan & NOT a microwave' to make breakfast but it still seems to remain empty.
I'm in the firm belief that certain buildings & retail premises are cursed, with the various occupants doomed to failure. Am wishing them well...
Monday, 4 January 2010
Skeleton-shirt
I don't know about wearing purple when I'm old but I'd definitely sport a skeleton rib cage shirt like this guy in the Blue Posts in Soho the other night
Labels:
Blue Posts,
shirt,
skeleton,
sketchbook,
Soho,
steve may
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