We do love to be beside the seaside (it's so bracing)

Foreshore mysteries for sure

January 31st, walking on Winchelsea Beach in a luminous dome, across the empty zone between earth, sea and sky, at low tide, through icy wind and sleety rain with the sun behind the veil of cloud and a skin of water on the sand reflecting the sky.

Déjeuner sur les cailloux

Formal [photographic] Logic

Heckler & Koch at Dungeness Railhead

It was a quiet Sunday. On the way down to Dungeness, a very congruous red rubbish bin at the incongruous railhead in the middle of nowhere demanded to be photographed.

I stopped the car.

I got out the camera.

I took a photo.

I stopped.

We were hemmed in and confronted by a police car and two men from the Civil Nuclear Constabulary,  Heckler & Koch at the ready. 

What were we doing? Why? Identity? Date of Birth? Et cetera.

"It's what he does," Francesca explained. "He likes to photograph odd things" 

She admired their weapons. 

"Is that another gun?" she asked, pointing down (memories of Mae West, maybe).

"Yes" he said, flattered. "It's a Glock."

Word came back over the walkie-talkie. They relaxed. We checked out. We were not terrorists.

Francesca asked if I might photograph them.

"Yes, that's fine, as long as you don't put our pictures on the Internet." So I haven't.

"Never seen anything quite like it"

On Dungeness Beach, boats sail on dry land

In Caversham, trees rise from the water

"I've never seen anything quite like it"

Net result

Taking a line for a walk

To the sea

and back again

A photograph of somebody photographing somebody photographing the sea

St Jude's Eve

Romney sands - Tom Evans

*... you need hands and friends to wave you along the tracks...

Photos by Tom Evans - Painting + hands Jimmies carriage Oil on linen diptych P.H.