The beach at Llanstephan, Wales, Christmas day.
Taken on a freezing cold day a few winters ago, this pony grazes near Arthur’s Stone on Cefn Bryn, Wales.
Taken in Scarborough one winter in the 1990s. A fairly rare picture for me though the dark clouds suggest this is not really a pictorial landscape.
It was cold that day, most people were wrapped up in coats, but not all. I love this photo mainly because of the expression on the young man on the right’s face. It reminds me of the look on the woman’s face in The Awakening Conscience – a painting by the Pre-Raphaelite artist William Holman Hunt – the lips are slightly parted and the eyes are on some distant sight in the sky. It is only that which lifts it from the banal.
Wandering around one day – pretty aimless – it was drizzling with rain – you see this. So you take the photo but then you don’t get around to printing it or even looking at it until twenty years later.
One of the advantages of visiting a fair while it’s closed down is that the absence of people allows the eye to pick up a variety of shapes and textures. The winter light adds atmosphere.
Scarborough, sometime between Christmas and the New Year in the 1990s, a couple pose in front of a boat, their companion takes a photo.