Lee Angling Club

taken back in early July. Yes, the sky looked like that. I liked the muted sense of the club house against the stormy sky.

Sea Virus

here is a picture that was part of a collaboration with National Poetry Day and Filmwasters. A number of us made an image that was inspired by a poem. I chose Sea Virus by Gwyneth Lewis.

I knew I should never have gone below
but I did, and the fug of bilges and wood
caught me aback. The sheets of my heart
snapped taut to breaking, as a gale
stronger than longing filled the sail
inside me. To be shot of land
and its wood smoke! To feel the keel
cold in a current! To see the mast
inscribing water like a restless pen
writing a fading wake! It’s true,
I’m ruined. Not even peace will do
to keep me ashore now. Not even you.

You can see the other images and poems at http://www.filmwasters.com/collaborations/v/collaboration11/