Thursday, 14 April 2011


Aprox. 2 x 2 inches

I am fascinated by the sea when the swell is so extreme and the weather is fantastically dire that barely a sole dares to brave the weather. The best place to go when it is like that is just around the corner from Worms Head. The rocks extrude, displaying their harsh painful spikes through the crashing sea. And what is so interesting is the fabulous juxtaposition of the harsh raw elements and then the delicate foam that is whipped up by the sea. It encases the dark rocks, almost hugging them like a blanket and it rises and falls with the waves. Such an intriguing sight and precisely why I love winter.

No comments:

Post a Comment