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Early morning West Bay

Well, Kent is in Covid Tier 4 so my pop up shop had to close overnight, as have all the local gift shops and galleries. And now Christmas is pretty much over too. Which means I have more time on my hands to go out and take photographs. This morning I was at Westgate on Sea capturing the early light. The water was so calm that I thought for a moment I had been transported to Lake Como. In fact I think today the Kent coastline was looking just as beautiful as the Italian lakes.

It looks like we’ve been given an enforced period of calm in which to see out the old year and, looking at today’s infection rate, this will probably last well into the new year too. So, me and my camera will be having plenty of quality time together. Which means lots more blog posts. To keep me on my toes, I’ll also be making the photos purchasable. So if you like what you see you can also hang it on your wall. For a limited period of time they’ll be available at a special price of just £10 as a print.

This image is part of my ‘Daily Print’ series and is purchasable as an A4 print here

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Lockdown 2 Day 23: Distant wind farms

The colours in Thanet change so much, sometimes hourly – from indigo blue, to silver, turquoise and then grey. Today it looked like a Rothko painting in the morning and a Manet in the afternoon. Practically the first thing I do upon rising is look out the window to see what mood the sea and sky is in today. It feels weird to think the for some people their view is always the same – I’m not sure I could go back to that now. I think it has made lockdown a lot easier having the daily performance of the clouds and the reflections on the sea to entertain me. The days have been so clear of late that I can clearly see the wind turbines turning in the distance. I love them when they look small and delicate, like they have been sketched onto the horizon in charcoal. When a seagull or two swoops past the theatre intensifies and I can almost taste the thrill of their freedom. I sometimes think that they are putting on a show for us – either to entertain us, or to remind us that we can never be as free as them, especially not now.