Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Forgotten paradises of the reborn sun.

'Soon it would be too hot. Looking out from the hotel balcony shortly after eight o'clock, Kerans watched the sun rise behind the dense groves of giant gymnosperms crowding over the roofs of the abandoned department stores four hundred yards away on the east side of the lagoon. Even through the massive olive-green fronds the relentless power of the sun was plainly tangible.'

The Drowned World, J.G. Ballard

I was over in Bloomsbury today and stopped to sit for a while in the courtyard of the British Museum. This is their Australian Garden, but from my perspective it all looked rather Ballard...

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