Twin Sails at Sunset

On some flukish whim I managed to get down to the Twin Sails Bridge in Poole before it is opened to traffic (with my Mum and Olivia), which is not exactly a feat as it is right there for everyone to see, but to see it without cars is to appreciate it's beauty.
The fluke of it is that it was a most beautiful sunset tonight and the sky was amazingly clear. The bridge looked utterly beautiful in its spanky-newness, set against a crescent moon...wowzers. I was blown  a w a y.

Sometimes I am appalled at the amount of money councils spend on crap buildings and shopping centres or failed town planning, but this is a thing worth it's millions in my opinion; majestic, artistic, fitting (my town has a strong nautical heritage and hosts the UK RNLI headquarters), and did I say beautiful? Yep, pretty sexy as bridges go...reminds me of Roxy Music, Miami Vice and LA all rolled together, haha.

 As I stood marvelling at it I was struck by its sculptural qualities (we already have a Caro on the quay), the shapes and lines and lights all looked like they could be part of an immense Donald Judd installation.

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I might be a bit biased and proud that something so cool is in my hometown :) But I am seriously impressed. I am quite the architecture geek anyway, so this just adds another thing I can photograph the heck out of! Yay!.
As we were leaving I said 'oh yay I can come down here tomorrow and take pictures of reflections - there are some cool buildings', to which my daughter mouthed to her nana 'help me'...oh well, I guess I'll be trotting down there on my own to geek out eh?

I did manage to squeeze in a few reflections - one of my photography obsessions.

Have you got any groovy landmarks in your town?
Love, me x

beach life

We are very lucky to live close to the beach. We don't take as much advantage as we should in the winter but occasionally venture out for breezy walks and some light beachcombing to find rocks for decopatching or shells to paint.

The beach always makes me feel melancholic. I like to have a right old think about stuff - like checking in: what am I doing with my life, am I doing what is right for me, am I happy, what do I need...
The sea seems to ask me these questions. In the vast openness of a winters day at the beach I find it easy to discover answers; hidden under a shell, washing ashore on the tide, whipping around my legs with the grains of sand.
I always come away 'better'.

I feel inspired by extremes, just as much as I love the serenity of the beach I also feel excited by the craziness of the city (but can only manage short bursts). I am off to London this week to visit an old friend and see some Art. I can't wait to go, and I can't wait to come home to the coast.

Where do you feel 'connected'?
Love, me x