London, Mews Mug

I love London’s mews. Little corners of peace, cobbles that still ring to ghostly hooves. Here London belongs to me once more. The shadows keep patches of cool shade, and mysterious windows look down on me. I imagine how wonderful it would be to live here, to tend a little urban garden of potted plants and fragrant wisteria. I am drawn to the bricks, to the scorched soot-drenched terracotta that evokes a London of yore, of belching sulphurous smoke and a whiff of the once imperial capital, that city of dreadful delight. Each brick holds a story. The work is rich in colour and in detail. It makes a wonderful gift, a perfect souvenir of London, and a great addition to any collection of urban-themed works.