Living on the Edge
Living on the Edge
Coastal Erosion on the Holderness Coast
These images are part of an ongoing project based on the fastest eroding coastline in Europe. My initial documentary study to capture the desolate and often desperate condition of the seaside environment, or, images of the diminishing English summer holiday, evolved into this contemplative portrayal of the sea's paradoxical nature.
The stress is on serenity. The sea with its calm waters on a tranquil day, the sound of surf and seagulls, the scent of seaweed and the salty tang of the sea join together to produce an illusion of innocence. They contradict the drama of the sea's potential power to destroy.
The sea is never still, even when scarcely a ripple disturbs the surface, great masses of water, sand and shingle are being shifted continuously along the coast by tidal currents.
Generations of groynes and Scandinavian rocks are defenceless against unrelenting waves as they gnaw away at the coastline. Scattered remains of military pillboxes, built to protect us from foreign invasion, ironically have not been able to protect us from the forces of nature.
The sea is oblivious to human interference.
Coastal Erosion on the Holderness Coast
These images are part of an ongoing project based on the fastest eroding coastline in Europe. My initial documentary study to capture the desolate and often desperate condition of the seaside environment, or, images of the diminishing English summer holiday, evolved into this contemplative portrayal of the sea's paradoxical nature.
The stress is on serenity. The sea with its calm waters on a tranquil day, the sound of surf and seagulls, the scent of seaweed and the salty tang of the sea join together to produce an illusion of innocence. They contradict the drama of the sea's potential power to destroy.
The sea is never still, even when scarcely a ripple disturbs the surface, great masses of water, sand and shingle are being shifted continuously along the coast by tidal currents.
Generations of groynes and Scandinavian rocks are defenceless against unrelenting waves as they gnaw away at the coastline. Scattered remains of military pillboxes, built to protect us from foreign invasion, ironically have not been able to protect us from the forces of nature.
The sea is oblivious to human interference.
