One of my creative adventures took me to Canary Wharf, London Docklands, where I spent the day taking photographs and filming. I had been there a couple of times before, for business meetings, but I’d never had the time to have a look round.
It’s a strange place. The glass and concrete termite mounds and the underground shopping mall and food halls are a hive of activity – but outside, there’s hardly anyone to be seen. Mind you, it was a very cold day.
There’s a plaque in the floor of the shopping mall which reads: “London used to be known as the City of Ships. A thousand vessels a week passed through the docks.” In the 1960s the docks fell into disuse. In the 1990s the land was re-developed to house London’s financial sector.
Canary Wharf is like a city within a city – with its own creche and hospital, and the Docklands Light Railway (DLR) weaving its way through and connecting it with the outside world.
I did enjoy photographing and filming the shiny, reflective buildings – but I have to admit I would have felt much happier if the old Victorian warehouses had still been around, and not simply relegated to the role of museum.
The photographs above are of one of many sculptures and other art works on display in Canary Wharf.