Pop Art and Pocket Screens

Daniel Buren’s wall at Tottenham Court Road does most of the work for you. It’s fifty feet of saturated circles and diamonds, all bouncing off those merciless black-and-white stripes.

I just had to wait. Two strangers soon obliged: he slumped against a blue diamond mid-text, and she tucked into a green circle taking what looked like a fairly stoic phone call. Neither registered the technicolour cathedral behind them, which is the bit I love. London’s at its best when an artwork worth millions becomes the wallpaper for a moan about being late. Exit 4, Charing Cross Road, way out though you could argue the people in the frame had already mentally left.

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