Seatown is a lesser-known beach on the Jurassic Coast, just east of Golden Cap, the highest point on the south coast. I visited it at the lowest tide this quarter – the spring spring tide at just under 0.5m, hoping to see some rocks that are usually underwater.…
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The scene above is, on the face of it, quite timeless, and was taken just a few steps from home. There are several well-known 20th century paintings of sheep in turnip fields – I remember one from a visit to the art gallery in Glasgow many years ago,…
I’m a great one for finding abstracts or “accidental paintings” in my wanderings – whether natural or man-made. I know lots of people can’t see the point in them, but I am drawn to their enigmatic patterns, textures and tones. Sometimes you can guess at the source, and…
After another year of partial confinement (and here we go again…), I’m opting for a relatively easy subject, as for 2020. As you can see them from almost anywhere, I’ve chosen “Clouds” as my topic for Advent – a bit of an overlap with last year – but…
Perhaps my post title is rather over-egging the pudding (a hog’s pudding perhaps?), but I wanted to demonstrate that you can find something interesting even in the most pedestrian circumstances. In this case, a short walk on a very grey winter’s day from the car to the post…
… in this case, muted fall colours that matched my mood until I spent a couple of hours wandering in the forest with a friend. Time spent outdoors and concentrating on the natural world improved my outlook no end. “Nature always wears the colors of the spirit” –…
… the title of a book that Ian McEwan doesn’t yet know he wants to write. Or it might just be that, finding myself with an unexpected hour on the beach this morning, I decided to wander along and see what I could see. It was very enjoyable…
In September, I had a small exhibition at the Sou’-Sou’-West Gallery Shop in Symondsbury. Having done a very successful show there back in 2019 (remember those dreamy days when life just worked?), I developed a new body of work for this one. The first, Waterline, was boat hull…
Pardon the pun on the title of Baden-Powell’s classic of 1908, but this is all about the importance of familiarising yourself with a new photographic location. All the more important if it’s somewhere you are unlikely to revisit any time soon. Of course, one might be lucky (and…