In the Gallery I stayed with Peter Paul Rubens - classical and Biblical scenes, vigorous movement and voluptuous figures in glowing colour.
Outside, daylight saving was gone. The Hindu Festival of Lights - Diwali - was celebrated with electrifying dance in Trafalgar Square. I looked on from the steps of the National Gallery - more vigorous movement and voluptuous figures in glowing colour.
Jakarta doesn't have daylight saving, being closer to the Equator. Wet season or dry season, all year round, it's light by about 6.00 am and dark by about 6.00 pm. I waited for the long days of summer, but they never came. But if there are differences, there are similarities. Now, east of Jakarta on the island of Bali, Indonesians also celebrate the Festival of Lights.
As I walked down to Jubilee Bridge the sounds of Diwali faded. On the Bridge I made a drawing, steering clear of Halloween revellers in Edvard Munch 'Scream' masks, while carousel music from South Bank mingled with the tooting and shouting from Thames party cruises.
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