Photography
Some people plan their shots. I just walk.
No itinerary, no agenda—just a camera and whatever catches my eye. London’s a city that refuses to sit still, and that’s what I try to capture: the small, fleeting moments that disappear if you’re not paying attention.
Six places. Six moods. Six pieces of a city that never stops moving. From the chaos of Camden to the neon grit of Brick Lane, from Brixton’s heartbeat to the charm of Portobello, and from Tower Bridge to the Underground tunnels linking it all together—this is London as I see it.
Camden Market
Punk, paint, and everything in between.
Vintage stalls, street art, punks with mohicans, tourists in newly-purchased Doc Martens and music spilling out of every bar. I’ve been visiting Camden market for years now and still discover new layers with each visit.
It’s chaotic, vibrant, and impossible to ignore. Always good for a wander!
Brick Lane
Where walls speak.
Every wall in Brick Lane has a story, and if you stand still long enough, you’ll hear it.
Layers of graffiti, old Bengali shopfronts next to hipster coffee spots, market stalls selling samosas next to sneaker boutiques. This place is never just one thing. It’s everything, all at once.
Brixton
Rhythm and Resilience.
Brixton moves to its own beat. Murals of icons past, markets buzzing with life, reggae pumping from shopfronts.
It’s a place that’s been through it all and keeps reinventing itself without losing what makes it special. It’s loud, proud, and alive.
Portobello Road
Colour, curiosities, and hidden stories.
Portobello’s where the city slows down—on the surface. Pastel townhouses, shops that “buy junk and sell antiques”, market stalls with everything from rare vinyl to teapots with history. (Talking of history, fun fact, my dad used to sell trendy patches for clothes here during the late 60s.)
But look closer, and you’ll see the unexpected—moments that slip between the cracks of the postcard-perfect streets.
Tower Bridge
The old meets the now.
Tower Bridge is the city’s ultimate contradiction—tourists with selfie sticks, joggers who couldn’t care less, and history standing still while everything around it rushes forward.
And the Thames reflects it all, capturing London in constant motion.
The Underground
The city beneath the city.
Down here, everything changes. The rush, the rhythm, the silent conversations between strangers.
The Underground is London’s veins, moving millions through its tunnels every day. Some people stare at their phones. I stare at everything else.
