4 Flashes, One Strip (Another Afternoon In Soho)

Evening. I personally would prefer the long forgotten days of a bygone Soho. The Soho of the fifties and sixties. The Establishment Club, Francis Bacon, Paul Raymond, Coffee Bars and Jazz. Sadly, Soho now seems to be by day a home for the talent of the TV and Film industry and a magnet for Hipsters who seem to talk about various artistic projects all day, but seem to do any actual work for them. But, night it is photogenic and attractive when you get to photograph the neon lights of a peep show on a rain soaked street, but feels more and more like a seaside town on a wet bank holiday most of the time.

So, thank the lord for the ever inventive window displays at Agent Provocateur for supplying me with some (ahem) photographic inspiration.