Monday, September 12, 2011


This year has been a bit like stepping off unstable sure ground and leaping onto a highwire tightrope wearing flippers.  Without any intention, I was in danger of becoming the pavement version of Philippe Petit.  Following life cycles with a flat tyre rather than a taut life line.  Various visits to various locations has grounded me, surprisingly.  Beachy Head is one, I went there again to capture the sea - crazy idea, how can one capture the sea in all it's majesty - impossible.  I spotted a group instead.  Captured them while I could.  Later I ventured to the beach - not the one at Beachy Head, having no head for heights - but my beach, the one that's close to me, capturing a smaller version of the sea...

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