The Lumiére light festival completes its second visit to London this evening. If you haven’t been and can stand the dismal weather, it’s well worth a visit, even just a flying one. My wife and I braved the cold for a couple of hours last night. I wish we’d planned the excursion better, but we still managed to enjoy the feeling of the city made even more magical than usual in the few locations we managed to get to. The picture above is of Miguel Chevalier’s Origin of the World Bubble, suspended above a vehicle-free Oxford Circus. Below is an image from Light On Their Feet by David Ward, which is projected on to a wall of the Ballet Rambert building.
There are loads of proper, professional shots of Westminster Abbey all aglow, so I thought I’d catch a bit of Patrice Warrener’s sequence when some of it isn’t.
We wandered rather aimlessly down the famous Leake Street beneath Waterloo station and stumbled across this film projection. I don’t think it was actually part of Lumiére and, dozily, I failed to note the details – a pity, as it was mesmerising. The theme was depression. I think the appearance of the flower near the end denoted hope and recovery. I still felt sad for the security guard, though.
Before taking the Bakerloo from Waterloo to Oxford Circus, we managed to find the enigmatic OSC-L by Olf Langheinrich on the National Theatre flytower. Stand up close and your silhouette appears along the bottom border with striking clarity. I’m no photographer, but I’m quite pleased with this one. I call it Me And My Girl.