martedì 26 novembre 2013
Nothing to Hyde... Park. When autumn turns to winter.
Adoro le geometrie e le diagonali che disegnano i viali, come incroci incoraggiati nel continuo peregrinare, fino alla Serpentine e al suo lungo specchio d'acqua dove tra cigni e gabbiani il tempo sembra essersi cristallizzato in un quadro di altra epoca.
When autumn turns to winter there is a time when nature shines its light. In Hyde Park this feeling reaches its peak, between all colors leaves dancing in the air, they land on the ground, make up shades, spots that move and overlap, an ever-changing palette.
Nearby the children have fun with the Holiday attractions, it is time already, but in the heart of the park is the silence to excel, walkers lost in thoughts or eager to get home for a cup of tea.
I love the geometry and draw diagonal avenues, such as intersections encouraged in continuous wandering up to the Serpentine and its long stretch of water between swans and seagulls, where time seems to have crystallized in a picture of the past.