Art is Everywhere

Art is Everywhere!!!!

I love to shop, who doesn't?   My greatest joy on a shopping spree is  usually  the store displays.  The creativity of some of the windows is astounding. This is an antique shop in Islington,  London, the tableau presented does exactly what it was created to do.... it lures you in for a closerlook

 and tells a story.

What a story these costumes could tell.

Were they part of a theatrical production on the west end, an opera or just remmants of a dance recital?

             I loved the ways that the colours complimented

                         each other, and the headless mannequins   just   added  interest to the scene.

          Standing at attention in a tiny alley, they are as beautiful as any oil painting in the Louvre.

Bombarded with colour in the fall, Canada   does not have exclusivity on fall foliage.  Brightly coloured house boats on the Regent's Canal brighten up anyday, sunny or not.

This is near Little Venice and is a delightful place in the center of London.

You are transported to a place that seems like it's from another century,with swans gracing the canals,   and the loudest noise you hear is a bicycle's bell  on the riverwalk.

Red shoes in a Harrod's windows. Simple, effective, eye catching.

Colour, Colour, Colour, what is not to love about this combination.

                        Amusement park colours in the fashion world.  
                        This window is a visual delight and was even more enticing at night with the lights on.
                        The fluorsescent colours popped, what imagination......once again art is everywhere.

Marylebone High  Street always has colourful window displays.

A small town atmosphere, in the middle of a bustling urban center, eye candy.

Isn't he lovely?

One of my favourite haunts for art is in the world's cemetaries. This young man is in Brompton Cemetary, in London's King's Road area. I used to visit him in everyseason, and over the years, I watched as his skin changed with the addition of a bit more moss and lichen. It doesn't seem to marr his beauty, nor does the acid rain, or the ever present crows and pigeons.
                               My greatest fear for him....vandals. He should be in the Victoria and Albert Museum, but here he stands day and night, sun and rain, standing guard over someone's long departed loved one. The Victorian Cemetaries in London are a treasure trove of art, stone angels, cherubs and symbols of all kinds.

Brompton Cemetary is one of the best pick-up joints in the city of London.....if you are gay. It can be a lonely and somewhat inimidating place on a dark and gloomy day, and there are men lurking in many of it's dark corners. Our motives for being there are disimilar, but all are drawn by the eerie beauty. On a warm summer day,  there is no nicer place to have your picnic lunch (although officially I think it's a no,no).

I have no idea what these plastic items are, but they were so beautiful with the sun shining on them that I had to take their picture.  I'm fascinated by blue glass, or in this case plastic. It is such a calming colour, blue Christmas lights are also a  favourite of mine. Blue LED lights would be most welcome at my house, all year long...... unfortunately, the neighbours don't share my sentiments. I have to make due with the glow of my treadmill's readouts in the middle of the night.

Art is everywhere. Bright coloured feathers and a camera.

The Victoria and Albert Musuem Gift shop.