The secret autobiographies of walls

Each wall tells its own story: the proud aspirations with which it was first built; its encounters with weather and seeds; how its owners or inhabitants have tried to smarten and maintain it; how they, or passers by, have used it to vent more negative feelings; how it has been neglected; and, sometimes, its impending end. Click on any image on this site to see it in more detail.

this one was in Zagreb

this one was in Zagreb

I think this was in Lisbon

I think this was in Lisbon

Thailand

Thailand – this was somewhere religious; the power of those sinuous roots awe-inspiring

This one makes me want to cry

This image (taken in Hungary) makes me want to cry

what vicissitudes has this Portuguese building undergone? and what occupants have lived through them?

what vicissitudes have these Portuguese buildings undergone? and what occupants have lived through them?

Brussels - down with the old, bring on the new

Sleazy old Brussels – an old building in a red light district being dismantled to make way for new offices

I'm not sure where i took this but I was struck by its power

I’m not sure where I took this but I am still struck by some power in the image I don’t quite understand

London in transition

London in transition

an abandoned farm in the Dordogne

an abandoned farm in the Dordogne

one of the loveliest walls I have ever seen - in Goa

one of the loveliest walls I have ever seen – in Goa

and another window from the same building - it somehow manages to conjure up both beauty and sadness for me - a quality called 'hiraeth' in Welsh

another Goan window – for me it has a poignancy that links beauty and sadness – a quality called ‘hiraeth’ in Welsh

in Hanoi

Nature not quite winning – in Hanoi

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