I have been a Londoner all my life, born 1992. I have found myself traveling around, drawing the city and being amazed by some of the wonderful buildings and places I have failed to take much notice of. When drawing in a place for a day you start to make a connection with the buildings and objects around you, and you begin to feel grounded. This blog is an exploration of London through drawings, and I will be attempting to find out as much as I can about the places, and people In this amazing and scary city.

Monday, 24 October 2016

Voices echoed through the area of flats stacked in a vertical maze, concealed by the surrounding greenery, and roofed walkways. The tongue is strange but familiar to the old ghosts haunting the outskirts of the establishment.  

The Gothic wonderland that is Holy Village N19. 

This place has got to have some old ghosts. In this private residential village there are doors that open and doors that do not. 

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