On Saturday, a trip back to our old home city of Bristol led us to Fujiko Nakaya’s ethereal Fog Bridge. Already slightly obsessed with fog (as my Instagram feed often testifies), I was completely entranced, and found myself with a favourite section of The Wasteland running eerily through my head…
Unreal City,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
– T.S. Eliot, from The Wasteland
Beautiful words and images as ever. And looking forward to the #theyearinbooks Twitter chat later!
Wonderful pictures, and the quote is just right. Bristol is my old home town too. I used to work in the Arnolfini building in the top left of your first photograph. I’m still very near to Bristol, although I don’t visit too much these days. I’m glad you had a good trip. CJ xx
That looks like an amazing art installation. Would have loved to have seen it. Just checked it out online, it looks like it has finished. I love public art that people can interact with & experience.
We were in Bristol on the Fog Bridge this weekend too, and I found the installation fascinating and compelling (http://www.thehousewiththebluedoor5.blogspot.co.uk/2015/02/a-happy-half-term.html). The T S Eliot extract is perfect and really complements your atmospheric photos.
Cathy x
beautiful picture, beautiful words, just lovely. in fact the only thing I didn’t like about the post was the realisation that I have inadvertently missed the twitter chat! third time lucky 🙂 xx