It’s like playing dare with the ocean. I watch for a while. Some surges rush by, water pushing and swirling past ankles and splashing my knees. Other incoming waves stack up full of pent-up fury before consuming themselves in the retreating backwash and leaving the sand wet and bare. I place my bet, position my […]
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Fifteen minutes after sunset the colour in the west reddened and deepened becoming more and more intense. Despite the richness of colour on the horizon there was not enough light to remove the stormy gloom making he sky all the more surreal. … and then she ran out into the surf chasing the last of […]
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What colour is water anyway when it is supposed to be colourless. Yet we talk about the deep blue ocean, or sea green, or a golden pond at sunset or dawn. Water reflects and refracts and absorbs and distorts and yet colours our world without any colour at all. Actually this image really isn’t about […]
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Context is everything and depending on who you are this might be a scene of tranquility or a scene of distress. Below the thin dark line to the right of the bridge is a wall with a large sign ‘Welcome To The Killeen Course’. Further down below that dappled lake’s surface is asphalt marked with […]
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It might be the first light of a Lake Killarney dawn but there is nothing tranquil or serene here. The battered shoreline strewn with debris and the dirty brown froth, barely visible in the gloomy half light, hints at night’s fury now abating. If I wait long enough tranquility might return but I don’t like […]
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