I love neon art. It’s such an interesting medium – whether its a retro neon sign in Las Vegas or a minimalist Tracey Emin piece, a sign outside a Soho establishment or a purposeful work of art, a flash of neon grabs your attention, holds your gaze and draws you in. Neon can’t help but be noticed and its brash appearance and less-than-pure connotations bely a medium that is delicate and difficult to work with.

London has its own neon scene – since falling in love with a Rebecca Mason piece last year and buying a print of hers I’ve popped into Lights of Soho on Brewer Street whenever I’ve been in the area and on Good Friday I swung by for another visit and then went on to God’s Own Junkyard in Walthamstow which inspired the first Lights of Soho exhibition. The journey to the end of the Victoria line is well worth it – the “junkyard” is an Instagram dream, a slice of Americana in north-east London and a testament to Chris Bracey’s life long work in neon. The directions on the site make finding it very easy and it has a cute cafe too so it’s the perfect spot for a spare half a day.

I took so many photos (switch on HDR if you’re using a phone camera to take photos of neon lights!) but I don’t want to give everything away. Entry is free but leave a donation and have a drink in the cafe or outside in the garden if the weather permits; this place is an absolute (neon) gem.