London Red Velvet

This series is a diary of my everyday insecurities observed in and through the landscapes I experienced.

As an exploration of my own personal psychogeographical interpretation, I tried to see the city’s defining features to feel more confortable in such a tide.

London is a city with a captivating pattern of buildings, in which one immediately breathes its acrid and human identity. An ocean of red bricks catches the eye and repeats itself, unifying and bringing harmony to the city; their warm colour and granular texture make you want to reach out and touch such a vast ocean whose end you cannot see.

A contemporary caput mundi inhabited by a fragmented humanity of individuals driven by a common desire to fulfill themselves, constantly searching for something. 

The British Isle is geographically detached from the European continent but its roots lie in a common ground that are inextricably linked to Europe for historical, political and economic reasons. 

I left England exactly one month before they voted to leave the European Union. It was a very hard blow for everyone. Yet, another example of a divisive policy that believes it can preserve its identity by building more barriers.

Britons are islanders and they feel like it, living on an island in the middle of the world, but like everyone else they need bridges, bonds and connections to survive. 

No one can really be an island, not even England.

“No man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;…” John Donne