Wednesday, 16 March 2016
Tuesday, 15 March 2016
An hour spent walking along a wind swept English beach in March is really quite a joy.
The cobwebs are blown away and there's plenty to catch the eye
See those bolts on the right, I wonder how many tides it will take before the new ones are as rusty?
I love the way the pebbles become lodged in the beams of the groynes, see how they are slowly becoming covered in barnacles?
I'm looking for anything that catches my eye, perhaps I can extract this piece of sodden rope? It's colour looks so bright against the monochrome of the beach and then I look up from behind the groyne, where I'm sheltering from the windy, and see that it's merely a reflection of today...
This is what I've collected so far...
and this is what Alice has encouraged me to do, amongst other things. Can't wait until tomorrow to see how the fabrics and paper turn out!