It's a grey and miserable autumn day here in the city and that was me, out the door and on the tram, on school run by 7.30am. To complicate things, Wednesdays and Thursdays Miss 9 's school closes at midday so I get an hour or two at home before I'm back out and across the city to pick her up.
Who knows why I imagined I could handle my red umbrella and my camera but I did. I created a couple of montages - photographs taken as I wandered across Antwerp city. A tram from the suburbs to the city centre, then a walk that wends its way through cobble-stoned backstreets and ancient buildings ...
4.30pm, it's still raining and we're losing the light fast. It's not even winter yet. But anyway, my adopted city ...
There's the tree-lined street ... that I don't live in. The tram tracks curving off into the distance. And the beautiful park I live near. The one that often has a 'beautiful mist' softening the scenes there. 'Beautiful mist' because, pretty as it is, it is actually the horrendous pollution created by one of Europe's busiest highways just next-door there.
The next montage was made up of images I found in the city. Antwerp is a city of painters. Rubens also lived here and there are statues all over the place.
Reflections, taken on the street I call the street of the antique shops. I loved the soldiers and the wine glasses... I tried to capture them while including the street scene too. It made what might have been a miserable day almost fun.
