At last the northerner moves back north (not quite all the way but to Yorkshire at least!).
After 20 years living in London, over a decade of them coming home to the same front door, it wasn’t easy to leave. London has given me a husband and a family; the most amazing and deep friendships; travels and an exciting career ‘In the Thick of It’; lots of gin and laughter; and very many hair styles and colours.
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May saw our first family camper van trip of the year! We normally head out around February but of course this year we were in lockdown and it hasn’t been possible to go to campsites until recently. So we packed ourselves off and of course we headed to the sea! This may be our last trip to the sea in the southern part of the UK for a while as the move north nears closer…
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Exploring vistas out to sea around the British Isles and man’s place in the landscape, ‘Visibility. Moderate.Rising Slowly’ showcases the seascape as a part of the British psyche.
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With the first steps of lockdown easing over the Easter holidays, and our house newly sold (again: fingers crossed it doesn’t fall through again!), the whisperings of a life in Yorkshire called again and we hopped in the car to head north for a few days in Whitby and a spot of house hunting.
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The Sea, the Sea! At last – a return to the sea!
With the news of the roadmap out of lockdown – and that university students on practical courses can resume their practical studies (and my project for my MA Photography is indeed the sea!) – I packed up my camera bags, some sandwiches and a flask of coffee and headed seawards.
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Whether your interest piqued by the intricate detail of flowers or the vastness of empty skies; the complexities of the human condition or interesting faces; the humour and ridiculousness of life or documenting its darker side, there’s a personal passion project to inspire and spark a creative wandering.
As a London photographic artist and family and business photographer, it’s important to keep the creativity flowing.
For me it all started with doors …
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Lockdown has forced me to think about me perspective on the sea in a more introspective manner than I’d intended when I started this project, but it has thrown up some interesting concepts and musings.
Last month I pondered on the water cycle using the snowfall as a means to contemplate water molecules trapped in snow, as a metaphor for how we found ourselves in lockdown – misplaced, adrift even.
For February’s perspective I’ve thought more about how our memories of the sea are closely associated with our relationship to it. And I’ve looked for clues within the city that remind us of the coast.
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When our Coast to Coast collective of photographers and artists around the world launched this project on 31st December 2020, we each felt bright horizons were ahead after a tumultuous year. Within days, here in the UK at least, we were flung back into full lockdown, the schools were again closed, my work as a family and business photographer in London is yet again on hold, and our excursions outside limited to once a day for exercise or essential shopping.
There hasn’t been much time for anything but attempting to plough through home schooling and getting acquainted with fronted adverbials and the like – something which, with a background of 20 years in copywriting, editing and proofreading, I’ve never heard of! – and trips to the coast for me are prohibited.
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Just before the cataclysmic year that was 2020 came to a close – a year in which my work as a documentary family photographer and film maker came to a virtual halt due to Covid 19 and work as a London branding and business photographer and film maker was short – I was asked to do an interview with FujiLove Magazine.
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I’ve been drawn to the sea for as long as I can remember really (yes all v Moana and my hair isn’t as good!). I live in London now but I grew up just a couple of miles from the sea and we visited often as a family just as weekend jaunt to eat sandwiches or go plodging (it’s northern thing). My favourite place in the world before I explored further afield was St Mary’s Lighthouse near Whitley Bay, just down the road from my little suburbia. Summer holidays were spent gathering with all my cousins and extended family at High or Low Newton where my mam and her sisters had all spent their childhood holidays and being forced into the north sea with nowt but a bikini on (wetsuits were for wimps or professional surfers in the 70s & 80s!).
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