BFI IMAX - Light through the foliage
A watercolour painting on rag paper of the path around the BFI IMAX cinema in Waterloo, London. The light is flooding through the planting and illuminating the space.
One of my happiest memories is going to see David Byrne’s Stop Making Sense on a Monday afternoon, meaning it was practically empty. The IMAX is always a smack in the face (complimentary), but a seemingly private viewing was pretty wonderful.
I love the big round boy on the riverside skyline. I love the fact that no one's entirely sure how to get there until you have to go and even then, it feels like some kind of labyrinthine portal that opens up only to true lovers of cinema. I love the green overhanging with the sun shining through lighting up aforementioned true loves.
It's special. It's magical. It's really, really big.
56×76 cm
Watercolour on Rag Paper
Available framed for £40 more
A watercolour painting on rag paper of the path around the BFI IMAX cinema in Waterloo, London. The light is flooding through the planting and illuminating the space.
One of my happiest memories is going to see David Byrne’s Stop Making Sense on a Monday afternoon, meaning it was practically empty. The IMAX is always a smack in the face (complimentary), but a seemingly private viewing was pretty wonderful.
I love the big round boy on the riverside skyline. I love the fact that no one's entirely sure how to get there until you have to go and even then, it feels like some kind of labyrinthine portal that opens up only to true lovers of cinema. I love the green overhanging with the sun shining through lighting up aforementioned true loves.
It's special. It's magical. It's really, really big.
56×76 cm
Watercolour on Rag Paper
Available framed for £40 more
A watercolour painting on rag paper of the path around the BFI IMAX cinema in Waterloo, London. The light is flooding through the planting and illuminating the space.
One of my happiest memories is going to see David Byrne’s Stop Making Sense on a Monday afternoon, meaning it was practically empty. The IMAX is always a smack in the face (complimentary), but a seemingly private viewing was pretty wonderful.
I love the big round boy on the riverside skyline. I love the fact that no one's entirely sure how to get there until you have to go and even then, it feels like some kind of labyrinthine portal that opens up only to true lovers of cinema. I love the green overhanging with the sun shining through lighting up aforementioned true loves.
It's special. It's magical. It's really, really big.
56×76 cm
Watercolour on Rag Paper
Available framed for £40 more