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like much the compo and lateral light ..

A exemplar of how well you see objects, ambient light and great "timing" to produce such well thought out and executed images. The photo info quote by Carlyle was made for the image or visa versa - Thanks again, Tony

Brings back fabulous memories of when I used to sail out of Wells next the sea on the Norfolk coast

Many Thanks Giulio

Many Thanks Senn It was an afternoon of great light in general, though this was my favourite moment I reckon. I had been inspired to go to this place after seeing a couple of Joe Cornish’s fine photographs of the estuary, though I didn’t want to try and repeat his work (though who could?!)

Being alone on this day of my stay in the North East, I had spent a few unhurried hours exploring the estuary and beach. I wandered about these boats, into the ebbing waters, around the sand banks and the edge of the marshes - exploring form, patterns, textures & hues. All the time considering compositions, the ever changing light and shadows - framing ideas with my hands before photographing. I feel that such an immersion (no pun intended!) in time and space helped in making some rewarding photographs, an attempt at trying to get to know a place a bit more. I approached it as one may do so with a large format photographer’s consideration, of analysing my emotive reaction on each occasion and subtracting things from my framing that distracted rather than added. The light on this particular scene was joyous and theatrical I thought, a fleeting moment of semi-chiaroscuro in a location where human engineered fences, distant rural buildings and the immediate boats seemed to sit harmoniously in a stage set of natural beauty.

“In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary”
Aaron Rose

Many Thanks Malcolm

There is something restful and yet quietly energetic about estuarine moorings, I feel. They seem to have a narrative quality despite the temporal & sedentary nature of where they lay. It is an enquiry that brings a sense of mystery and intrigue - of wanting to know something of the previous and planned voyages of these craft in calm or turbulent seas. Yet there they rest upon the sandbanks with the sun accentuating their graceful forms under the mewing cry of guls and the gentle warm breezes of an autumn afternoon, vacant portals awaiting to set out on future endeavours in the North Sea.