Imperial Hotel Lights


“In London, where Southhampton Row passes Russell Square,  Leo Szilard waited irritably one gray Depression morning for the stoplight to change. A trace of rain had fallen during the night; Tuesday, September 12, 1933, dawned cool, humid and dull. Drizzling rain would begin again in early afternoon. When Szilard told the story later he never mentioned his destination that morning. He may have had none; he often walked to think. In any case another destination intervened. The stoplight changed to green. Szilard stepped off the curb. As he crossed the street time cracked open before him and he saw a way to the future, death into the world and all our woe, the shape of things to come….”

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Different hotel, same place, wrong time.


On Repeat



I would stand in a different window each day, for ten minutes at 9:15, and watch the London streets. My posture was always the same. After three weeks and two days, I noticed a man notice me. He would stand, in exactly the same position on the street below. His posture was always the same. We were both just waiting, and for those ten minutes, the world came to a stand still. When I moved from my vista, I would glance back, and he would have his head down jotting in a notepad before striding off. I wondered if he was trying to guess which window I would appear in next, trying to assess the pattern. Maybe he would make a piece of music based on my ritual, or maybe he was mapping my movements for a painting. Maybe he was just window spotting. I wonder what will happen when I take annual leave.

Office block near St Pancras in London, windows on repeat.

Two Level


Today I stumbled on a fantastic website showing the architectural work of Bill Berrett, it’s great to see some of the original drawings and concepts for Coventry. This led me off on another ramble looking for more information on Donald Gibson and Arthur Ling…there really doesn’t seem to be a great deal regarding planning of this era…