Monthly Archives: January 2013

Exploring in the snow

Here in the UK, we dont do extreme weather very well at all, the first sign of snow and the country seems to grind to a stop, it was around this time last year during a mini photo trip to Belgium that it started to snow heavily on the road from Calais to Ghent. The usual snow panic kicked in to start with but once you are actually forced to carry on then its not so bad.
This old park was the final destination on the trip and the snow still covered the ground but the white skies had given way to the crisp blues of a winter sky, making the the park look like a land out of a fairy tale.
The park was made up of what I would call “child powered” rides, none of the electrical thrills of modern parks but swings, slides and roundabouts although on a larger scale to the kind of park thats found on housing estates and parks.
Originally opened in the 1950 and a series of accidents led to the decline of visitors and eventually to its closure in 2002.

It had quite a strange atmosphere. the access was easy because of a wide open entrance and it seemed that the town had just come to accept it as it was. There were a lot of kids playing on the barrels, couples walking around hand in hand and people out walking their dogs.

(I believe this has now been demolished)

Bunny in a barrel
Bunny in a barrel

The Carousel

Shooting Range
Shooting Range

Tree Slide
Tree Slide

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The weather was pretty good for the photograph that I wanted to capture for the day, or at least it was when I set out for the coast.
Dungeness is on the south east coast of England and is a strip of coast which is still for fishing and working boats are grounded next to old wrecks and rusty old machinery. At the far end of the shore is a massive nuclear powerstation which casts a gloomy shadow over a desolate, almost monochrome landscape.

The wind was icy, as was the rain which helped create the mood, even if it didnt help with finger functions – A heated grip would sometimes be a great addition to the camera. The final image was of one of the wrecks, almost silhouetted against a grey featureless sky

a place of emotional desolation

The Dark Towers

The Christmas break had been grey cold and wet
It was new years day which was the first sign of sunshine and so after waking late in the morning with a bit of a hangover, jumped in the car and down to the coast.
Lots of families out along the front, with the kids and their new rollerskates and bikes.

The sun set, created a nice warm hue across the skies, nothing dramatic but a nice end to the day. Before the light was gone, I managed to get these shots of the old fish stores, painted black with spotlights illuminating the textures on the side of the wooden structures.
These are more simple and graphic compared to my normal style. The towers look foreboding and give an impression of height and presence.

The Dark Towers

The Dark Towers

The Dark Towers

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From the Mist

The second outing while in San francisco was on the last Saturday, driving in the opposite direction this time over the great span and impressive structure of the Bay bridge.
By the time I had arrived at the destination, the blue skies were no more as a thick bay area fog had swallowed up the whole area, if a covert entrance was actually needed then it would have been perfect.
A short walk by the train track and I could see the massive storage towers emerge from the grey.
I was getting accustomed to soggy feet by now, my choice of footwear for this trip was frankly ridiculous and my canvas trainers would have to be disposed of later on that day.
The cement works was reduced to a ruin consisting of the towers, a circular barn type building and 2 larger buildings which would have been the main building, now just walls and foundation structs.

The fog gave the place an eerie and claustrophobic feel, especially when you are wandering around alone in the silence. My camera set to monochrome mode, I went about trying to capture this sense of solitude.
The floor of the barns interior was covered with a thick layer of sludge, I had given up trying to keep my feet dry by this point though, the roof in contrast though was dizzying, a spiders web which looked almost kaleidoscopic with the grey sky visible through the deteriorated wood.


The ruins

The ruins

The ruins

The ruins