Spending some time at ground level in Sri Lanka gets to the pace of life and to the colour that abounds in the people and the landscape. Literally plonking oneself on the rich earth in the middle of a track, a tea plantation or a cinnamon grove provided me with a perspective to capture local people and activities of everyday life. One of the abiding scenes at some time before 7am are the fishermen at Talalla, just west of Tangale where a position on the haul of the lines entitles a proportion of the catch. So all sorts turn up ...
Sitting on the wet sand on Saunton sand, North Devon in weather that was about to storm meant (more…)
On Jubilee night, a clear starry sky above, we walked up the hill behind the house to the field chosen for the local beacon - a crackling bonfire with an intense light to carry across the valley. A simple crowd had gathered and we looked south to see a line of similar patches of intense yellow light stretching along the ridge some five to ten miles from us towards the sea. The image was set in me and within 24 hours converted to oil board.
When I set out from Algeciras on the south coast of Spain to part walk/ part use public transport to get home (more…)