We’ve been down in Pembrokeshire for a few days, mostly improving our ‘Box’ with a bit of paint but also enjoying some glorious sun, all the more magical after, it seems, weeks of rain.
A few months ago I posted some results of my fixation with photographing rocks as ‘artworks’. Some of you, gentle readers, were kind (rash!) enough to say that they liked the outcome, so . . . here are some more.
These were all taken on a stretch of beach/cliff about 50 yards long. For all the folk swimming, frying, building sandcastles there, it appeared that I alone had noticed the incredible beauty of any of these natural wonders!
A click will increase the size. The bigger the better for these, I reckon.
Beautiful photographs Nicolas. The detail is wonderful, the ‘framing’ masterful. Lovely, contemplative works. Surely a handsome volume must be on the horizon. But what text… if any?
I agree – such wonderful images. I love the harmony of yellows and greys. I’ll be intrigued to see if they end up on the inside or the outside of a book. The stones seem almost to be breathing – they remind me of a tale about a woman who turns to stone in A S Byatt’s Little Black Book of Stories.