Thursday, 21 March 2013

Solitude, Solidity and String

"Alone Again" :- It was cold, bitterly cold. You could still see the odd small patch of snow and ice doted here and there. The beach was eerily quiet, no laughs, no gulls squawking, no sounds of people having a good time etc. It was empty as I walked along and then I spotted this lone figure sitting on the beach and staring out to sea. I didn't want to walk any closer as the crunch on the pebbles of my approach would have disturbed them and ruined the moment so I set up the camera from a distance and went for the zoom option.

"Step to the Front" :- An image made of stone. Chalk cliffs, concrete and flint sea walls and pebbles. No greenery or soft surfaces. Just hardness everywhere you look with just the sea (behind me) offering up some kind of release from the barrage of solidity.

"Washed Up" :- Turquoise twine with bits of broken plastic lay washed up and discarded on the beach at Rottingdean on the south coast of England. The human race appears to be hell bent on destroying its own environment due to its utter and complete disregard to its surroundings. How much waste, flotsam and jetsam is floating in our seas? Just today a news story aired about the Saturn V rocket engines (which were almost three miles below the surface) being recovered. The sea bed and ocean floor must be littered with so much debris and hardware. It's not just on or below earths surface either as we ventured out into space we were content to fill that up with our junk as well. We should be ashamed of ourselves.

All Photography © Justin Hill