Through photography, film and writing I try to capture the ethereal qualities of everyday community life in Britain.
Tuesday, 23 December 2014
Parkland Walk (South)
So I wandered down the narrow path, following the course of the old railway line- and it was strange and fascinating, a victorian spirit, a tap on the shoulder from a walker- a friend, she said, I thought to myself, I know this girl. I was looking at the seahorses on silver and so we wandered by the arches for a while, and then I got distracted so she left and after I while of staring at colour, I walked the line, between the two platforms, with overgrown moss and amongst autumn leaves and puddles and the overcast sky and ten thousand colours. Just another (un)usual saturday
Monday, 22 December 2014
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