Life I was on Hope Street this morning visiting the three or four Superlambananas which appear between LIPA and The Phil, including the infamous hard-hatted mini which was stolen/borrowed by those student. There's something quite unreal about taking photographs of public art in the pouring rain at quarter to eight o'clock in the morning, particularly since this street is rarely otherwise so deserted. But I do like the city in that state, peaceful except for the hammering through of cars and vans. I'm currently trying to decide whether to post the collection in dribs and drabs or all together to flickr as a single statement.
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