The first shot shows a stretch of the Chelsea Embankment, as dusk is falling. Chelsea Bridge winks in the background. A jogger comes towards me, a van zips past in the other direction.
The second photograph was taken earlier. Hanover Street, very upmarket and next to Regent’s Park, shows little action apart from the bokeh of some car lights. It’s introspective, tracing the curve of the railings and the street sign.
Both these moments happen millions of times across this city at every moment of the day. This is street photography, but barely acknowledges the dense humanity of the metropolis.