I did a course on Fashion Design and Management before Christmas at Central St Martins Charing Cross site in London. An incredible learning experienced, I can't wait to start the new schooling year down in the town, hopefully either there or at LCF. Anyhow, I was in London - ALONE - for a week. A bizarre time was had; lone diners, walkers and drinkers seem to attract the utmost excitement. I came home with tales of getting tragically stranded in the snow in the wee hours of the morning in Tottenham whilst I was supposed to be residing in Covent Garden, meeting a couple of Yacht salesmen from the Hamptons whilst dining on steak frites at Mon Plasier and ending the night in a gay club opposite my hotel.
Anyway, second day of the course and a luncheon date down, I decided to photograph the etchings on the walls of the lavs in the college. I found them deceptively inspiring. I think I should do a book or at least a blog dedicated to the weirdness one comes across cubicle-bound.
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