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10x10x10 Winter Swim Project – Swimming at Christmas and New Year

'In every direction there were people swimming, to my left a Bart Simpson loomed from the waves, and as I came out I passed a couple running in to the sea quickly, submerging and getting out as fast, still others were swimming distance further in to the Bay, their familiar tow-floats bobbing at pace as they moved through a flattish incoming tide.'

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Being a Big Kid at the Circus

Last night there was a performance by Big Kid 'Cuban' Circus on the promenade at Morecambe. People queued, socially distanced in the rain, under the halo flare of the big top lights and a dark sky full of rain. The performance was limited to two hundred people, a quarter capacity, with masks mandatory and the... Continue Reading →

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In the street

I've been taking photographs for years, mainly documenting family and friends on all the usual occasions. In that time I've moved from film, to compacts, to bridge cameras and DSLRs, and finally to my new passion - light weight mirrorless cameras - that have reignited a desire to capture images of the everyday and return... Continue Reading →

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10x10x10 Winter Swim Project – Solstice Eve.

Lots of water has gone in to Windermere this week, raising the level of the Lake at least three feet and removing access to the jetties and the boat house, all of which have quietly disappeared beneath the water. Celebrating the shortest day and the longest night is bit of a tradition for our family, knowing we're turning back towards the light is helpful, particularly in this dark moment where fear is the prevalent mood, and connections between ourselves, others and nature are curtailed.

Cooler waters

'...to stay in the water whatever the weather and to search out spaces to swim, float and drift. To explore the precision of water whose crystalline chill cuts across the arched neck necessitated for breast stroke, and travels warming to the core, pain receptors and adrenaline feeding each other in echoing waves of the water that enfolds cold and flesh.'

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