Woolwich....
a mysterious place. not really
except that it gives me a little town feels
not that as bustle as what the city should be like
we guess, even the bus we got on was the only bus existed there
maybe even the driver is a loner...
my point is, it is a sheer quiet place
which is a good place to have the public scultures sprouting along the shore
we walked from the really end where it's meant to be the last spot you visit
after getting ourselves a warm-up by taking some interactive shots there
he asked me to change my lens to a more depth of field one
thanks to this guy's suggestion
photos were getting better taken
with some fussiness at either foreground or background
so to leave the subject more focused
generally speaking, it was a tiring walk
regardless, I insisted to take all the pictures for the entire collection of sculptures
he stopped halfway there
watching me to happily get myself contented by taking decent amount of pictures
I eager to have some more interactive shots with the sculptures
and I asked to be in the pictures
yet those times were rare
beautiful natural environment is good enough to be seen there
but as what harbour sculpture means to a visitor
it's the idea of capturing imagination in the city and beyond
Hence, it would be happier for me to do something beyond what a picture is usually like
.........
night time loomed over as a sign to a day is close to an end...
we've decided to go back to the city
while a 45 minutes wait for the bus to the wharf really had us started to form that kind of
food illusion
especially to me who has her hard time these days to get recovered...
food is something more than my desire...
