Timid lovers shy chit-chat, replaced by gangs with baseball bats.
Governmental secrets disseminated by half eaten donner kebab, dead drops.
Human wear and weather-worn patination, stories of hope, endless procrastination.
Those gluttonous years, ended up here, imprinted upon your rear.
Of grave concern, finding a bench with your name on.
Born of philanthropic optimism, the inevitable end: an unmediated somnambulism.
Seasons come and go, summer sun, winter snow—abysmal absences.
When it works no longer, but you cannot stomach relinquishment.
Plenty of space left, when you fancy a lengthier rest.
Brutalist benches, back-breaking and butt-busting but beautifully, balanced architectural style.
Sydenham, London, 2009. Pentacon Six TL
Euston, London, 2010. Zeiss Ikon Nettar 518/16
Upper Sydenham, London, 2009. Pentacon Six TL
Lower Sydenham, London, 2010. Zeiss Ikon Nettar 518/16
Beckenham, London, 2009. Pentacon Six TL
Sydenham, London, 2009. Pentacon Six TL
Sydenham, London, 2009. Pentacon Six TL
Telegraph Hill, London, 2009. Pentacon Six TL
Mayfair, London, 2006. Pentacon Six TL
Crystal Palace, London, 2008. Pentacon Six TL
" The History of the Human Derierre & Its Reliance On Unimpeded Surfaces " - that would make a very interesting coffee table book.