One of the best things about living in a seaside town? A remedy to Winter grey is always close by in fairground rides and the pier and strings of fairy lights. Right now, from my front doorstep, you can see the pier shouting into the night.
But my favourite time there is at dusk, watching the sky backdrop change behind all the lights. These shots were taken at the weekend after a day bursting with sun. (We haven't seen any since.) It was one of those days when you just had to wrap up and be out in every last moment of daylight and walk home in the dark.
My camera isn't too great at seeing in fading light, so it was great to find it had made its own interpretations of some of the wave forms that I nearly erased, thinking they had come out as blanks.
And even though everyone seemed to be staying out, there was a calm that I stood and watched until I could hardly see it any more.
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I too love living at the edge of water. In the summertime I can hear faint screams of the roller coaster riders and in the winter ...the waves. Your camera captured such beauty!
Whenever I think of Brighton I think of the pier and carnival. We passed through in the early evening in September when all the lights were coming on. It's an image I've never forgotten.
Hi Mary Ann. Thanks. Pleased you liked the shots. We've had quiet seas for a week and very low tides, so I'll be off there in a little while to catch some wave shushing before the fairground starts those screams off!
Hi Robyn. So, you were here? Of course, I get to see theses scenes every day, but I think the magic happens, as you saw it, when all the lights are coming on.
loved this post - your words always transport and this line in particular really sang to me:
"there was a calm that I stood and watched until I could hardly see it any more" - so powerful - I watched an old black and white British movie the other night and much of it was shot in your hood - I'm sure it has changed alot since that film was made xo
Hi Jeane. Thanks. That's good to hear. Seems like I spend lots of time staring into the dark, doesn't it?!! Well, it's true. Wonder what you were watching? I'm sure lots of old murk is still lurking here in the underbelly. Old and new together, oddly, somehow. You know the sort of thing with old towns. Ax
Liked the pier shouting into the night - do you get any sleep?
Not been on recently - had to dash over to Spain for a few days: freezing Siberian winds and frozen fountains!!
Hi Gordon. It was shouting first thing in the morning the other day as well. "I should be so lucky" coming at me at full blast on one of those Siberian gales.
Loved what you said about the photos you nearly deleted... sometimes our mistakes or near misses offer great things. I sometimes mis-hear things or mis-write things and the slips hold their own magic.
I remember a bit in a novel about the blank photos at the end of a reel of old camera film - being pictures of the things the people never got to do. Heartbreaking but the image really stuck with me.
Hi Jem. Thanks for dropping by. Nice to hear from you. Yes, I love those near miss accidental things that somehow find a way to get our attention. Funny, I have a little collection of mis-spellings which make me laugh out loud. (Not sure if anyone else will!!) That's quite an image from what you said about the camera films. Wonder if one day I'll find myself reading it......
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