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Three visits. One lens. One frame.
I'd been walking the same harbour wall on three visits. Porthleven, a small fishing village on the Cornish coast, the kind of place that still feels like it belongs to the people who live there. Every visit, I walked the same stretch, watched the same light move across the same water, and came home without the photograph I was after.
During the first visit, I shot everything. Forty frames. None of them was it. They were all accurate; none of them was true.
The second visit, I made myself slow down. I had one lens and nowhere to hide.
By the third morning, I'd stopped planning. I walked to the harbour wall, sat down, and waited.
I saw the guy on the harbour wall. He’d been spearfishing. I didn't speak to him. He never looked at me.
The light was coming from across the harbour. I made one frame.
He made a quick call, jumped down off the wall, put the fish he’d caught in his car, and drove off. I never saw him again.
That's all I have. One moment from three mornings. Whoever he is, whatever he was thinking about out there on the harbour wall, that's between him and the harbour. The photograph just caught the edge of it.
Limited edition of 50, signed and numbered.
Paper
Hahnemühle Photo Rag
308 gsm · 100% cotton rag · acid-free · optical brightener-free. A warm matte surface that gives each print depth and texture — the kind you want to reach out and touch.
Unframed: £95. Framed in dark wood: £150.
The video: https://youtu.be/V6PB_Uf116I
Three visits. One lens. One frame.
I'd been walking the same harbour wall on three visits. Porthleven, a small fishing village on the Cornish coast, the kind of place that still feels like it belongs to the people who live there. Every visit, I walked the same stretch, watched the same light move across the same water, and came home without the photograph I was after.
During the first visit, I shot everything. Forty frames. None of them was it. They were all accurate; none of them was true.
The second visit, I made myself slow down. I had one lens and nowhere to hide.
By the third morning, I'd stopped planning. I walked to the harbour wall, sat down, and waited.
I saw the guy on the harbour wall. He’d been spearfishing. I didn't speak to him. He never looked at me.
The light was coming from across the harbour. I made one frame.
He made a quick call, jumped down off the wall, put the fish he’d caught in his car, and drove off. I never saw him again.
That's all I have. One moment from three mornings. Whoever he is, whatever he was thinking about out there on the harbour wall, that's between him and the harbour. The photograph just caught the edge of it.
Limited edition of 50, signed and numbered.
Paper
Hahnemühle Photo Rag
308 gsm · 100% cotton rag · acid-free · optical brightener-free. A warm matte surface that gives each print depth and texture — the kind you want to reach out and touch.
Unframed: £95. Framed in dark wood: £150.
The video: https://youtu.be/V6PB_Uf116I