This week’s Illustration Friday theme is ‘detach‘. Here then is my entry: a picture of Burnt Oak tube station.
I think the reason is that, each time I go back home, I feel more and more detached from the place I grew up. How much further detached from it will I become; am I even really detached, or is it all just imaginary? This is Burnt Oak station. Second from last stop on the Northern Line. Not a particularly nice place to hang about of an evening, you might say (or daytime either). It’s on Watling Avenue (previously seen here). I’d come out of the station, look up the hill to see if my bus was coming, and if not, I’d walk home (only one bus stop away up Orange Hill). A favourite hang-out for dodgy kids with nothing to do.
And it rains there. It doesn’t rain here.
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Great atmosphere of Burnt Oak station! Brilliant drawing!
I love this (and your Watling Ave illo.) The sentiment of your “detach” is interesting. You obviously have a lovely fondness for your hometown, even if you have or are growing away from it… maybe it’s just a time thing.
You captured the dull, damp atmosphere perfectly…God I love your work!
really nice illustration…it looks very dismal and wet. i lived in portland, oregon for awhile which is very wet and i am also glad to be living in sunny southern california :)
cheers! though i do miss the rain sometimes. Some people back home might scoff at that, but months and months of no rain and scorching weather gets pretty old after a while (especially for someone as fair-skinned as me)
great drawing, I like your style a lot.
Your drawings are simply wonderful!
Great piece plus the story behind it!
thanks!
perhaps i should work for the burnt oak tourist office.