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The first sunset of my stay started like this. I had been sleeping but it was impossible to ignore the swift changes of colour and light.

The first sunset of my stay started like this. I had been sleeping but it was impossible to ignore the swift changes of colour and light.

As anyone who has packed in a rush will know, you are bound to forget something. In my case, it was my camera. Fortunately, thanks to the rapid evolution of smartphone technology, I had my iPhone on hand to attempt to capture the beauty of Nice and the other nearby towns.
My first morning, I woke up to the yellow reflecting off the wall into my room.

My first morning, I woke up to the yellow reflecting off the wall into my room.

The first sunset of my stay started like this. I had been sleeping but it was impossible to ignore the swift changes of colour and light.

The first sunset of my stay started like this. I had been sleeping but it was impossible to ignore the swift changes of colour and light.

Final moments of first sunset

AS some of you may already know, I love sunsets. They can be so surprising in terms of the light and colours that transform right until the sun has disappeared. Even when you’re looking from one tall building to another with little direct view of the actual sunset, I continue to be amazed by the drama and silhouettes.

The Building with The Bell

Looking straight across, the fan light, the strong vertical lines and the cross create a strong visual contrast with each other as well the light.

Looking straight across, the fan light, the strong vertical lines and the cross create a strong visual contrast with each other as well the light.

Looking down from the 11th floor, you see the escalators at the bottom and the offices surrounding the atrium. I liked the fact that my feet's reflection against the glass almost give an impression of me 'walking' over the empty space.

Looking down from the 11th floor, you see the escalators at the bottom and the offices surrounding the atrium. I liked the fact that my feet’s reflection against the glass almost give an impression of me ‘walking’ over the empty space.

It is not often that I get the opportunity (or misfortune – however you see it) to enter one of the towering buildings that loom over you as your bus winds and grinds its way through the CBD of London.
A while ago I visited the Lloyd’s building where as you walk into the central atrium, you are greeted by the now-silent Lutine Bell (it would be rung once to notify of a ship sinking, twice for the recovery of a sunken ship), a log book with details going further back than the sinking of the Titanic and 11 storeys of open space above.
With its harsh 80s architecture, from the outside it is hard to imagine the more obvious beauty that is quite literally at its heart – although there is a certain Charlie and the Chocolate Factory-esque thrill to ascending 11 floors entirely on the outside of a building.
The view from the top: spectacular.

Silhouettes and Sand

There are few things more surprising than a British summer, and I have been lucky enough to indulge in the sunshine.

A view from my hostel bed where I stayed for my first ever surfing holiday!

A view from my hostel bed where I stayed for my first ever surfing holiday!

Taken at Trafalgar Square screening of Tosca, sunset light creates a warmth to the statue creating a powerful contrast with the onlooking man.

Taken at Trafalgar Square screening of Tosca, sunset light creates a warmth to the statue creating a powerful contrast with the onlooking man.

Gates and Lakes

As it turns out I’m kind of useless at updating this blog, although I haven’t had the chance to do much exploring or photographing recently.

However, last week I took part in an opera performance of Rigoletto in the beautiful Parham Gardens.

In between rehearsals and performance I managed to go for a walk through the grounds.

From the top of a slight hill there is a slight glimpse of the lake between the trees

From the top of a slight hill there is a slight glimpse of the lake between the trees

It was locked by this point, but I got a small look at the walled gardens

It was locked by this point, but I got a small look at the walled gardens

New Year. New Camera. New Phone.

I feel overindulged. Spoilt. I feel like I should be demanding hip hop horses and a sweet 16 (missed the boat by several years but regression can occur on demand). I have been so lucky.

Sometimes I catch myself gazing into the face of my shiny new iPhone, and then realise I look like a narcissistic prat checking out my reflection. This is the problem with smart phones. They are addictive. I have become obsessed with Instagram (follow me on http://instagram.com/leilalook/ ). Unhealthy. So Good.

Oh. And London’s been pretty damn good-looking and photogenic recently.

Anyways. Here are the recent products.

Snow just makes London look so much cleaner!

Snow just makes London look so much cleaner!

This (woman?) was hanging out in the park at the bottom of my road, rocking the naked with leaves look. It was too hard to resist

This (woman?) was hanging out in the park at the bottom of my road, rocking the naked with leaves look. It was too hard to resist

Always so impressed with the creations I find on street corners

Always so impressed with the creations I find on street corners

Shoreditch Graffiti Take 2

Can’t stop listening to this either. Her voice in particular is so enchanting:

Autumn Leaving

At the end of the road near my university, is a beautiful park which everyday I walk past, and since October have been following the rapid changes in the leaves. Finally today I remembered (not so loved) camera and took a few pictures, just to try capture the broad spectrum of oranges and reds that have dappled the trees.

Just as I walked into the park I realised that the two trees at the other end created this rather wonderful impression!

I just loved this little window of green shuttered by the fallen and soon to fall leaves.

Excuses

Unfortunately for me, my camera was stolen at the end of my holiday in Florence (just a little shout out, if anyone has found a Canon powershot in SpaceElectronic in August…?).

Even more unfortunately for me, all my photos of all the beautiful places I visited and loved are no more.

To this day it’s the photos I am more sorry about.

In the back of a suitcase I found my old camera so I am able to document my slightly less eventful but still oh-so-lovely visit to the Scottish West Coast and Isles.

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A Capella

Recently I have been obsessing over acapella arrangements of songs, especially since one of my friends seems to have attained youtube stardom with his cover of Stevie Wonder’s ‘Isn’t She Lovely’.

So I’ve picked out a couple of my favourite arrangements on acapella…

(This is just insane! Such a good song and love his voice).

Here are some more of my friends doing their acapella thing. Short but beautiful 🙂

In conclusion, it is safe to say, that for myself at the least, the voice is the most beautiful, versatile and pleasing instrument. ENJOY!

Life’s a Circus

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Snap

Right now I am meant to be revising. Instead I am procrastinating.
Yesterday I discovered the masterful and addictive app ‘snapseed’. So very very dangerous.
However I have enclosed a selection of my creations so far. All original photos.

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My other primary form of distraction had been music making and I have finally invested in a soundcloud account onto which I have uploaded two songs. Give them a listen
Leila’s Soundcloud