Filed under landscape, pictures
Tagged as light, outdoors
I’m enjoying your recent crop of Hastings photos – particularly those of the fishing fleet on the beach – having recently moved there from Hackney. In preparation for reading your new novel I re-read Light and Nova Swing. Your descriptions of the port in Nova Swing for some reason really brought to mind these working boats and the day-to-day detritus surrounding them – the sense of timeless decay, crudely repurposed machinery, of colonised waste lands.
Hi Colbie. Wouldn’t mind moving down there myself. Lots of contrasts, a sense of different worlds & times & planes intersecting. Hope you enjoy Empty Space.
Reminds me of the weedy, polluted channels of Whitestone in the Bronx with the shells and derelicts of fishing boats and small-change pleasure craft shining on the muddy cinder blocks…
this photo reminds me of the construction of your books….seductive, counter-intuitive, and both fluid and abrasive
Crowley’s last home and, over in Coburg Place, just one of John and Beverley Martyn’s: Nick Drake wrote “Northern Sky” there, if memory serves.
Hi Mia, thanks. Pleased that ES undermined your expectations, too. It felt like quite hard work this time & I’m relieved to have finished those Light books.
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