..We went up to the top of the highest hill and stopped Still It was just so beautiful.. This is where the shadows come to play twixt the day And night Dancing and skipping Along a chink of light..
– Kate Bush ‘Somewhere In Between’
An uninspiring visit to one part of the west coast put me in the mood for a return to Portencross, further up the coast. It was getting late and the sun was soon to impale itself on the peaks of Arran before dying for another day; and as it did so, it threw the last light across the water, transforming and becoming like molten gold, caressing the large rocks of the shoreline and setting them ablaze.
For no reason except that I liked the colours and the peaceful feel it has.
I shot this image in Glasgow city centre a few months ago. My muse for the evening had shown me a few new locations, which I would never have known about otherwise. One of them was a multi-storey car park and standing at the edge of this, I was able to make this street scene. Fairly colourful, I wanted something a bit more sedate, where shape and form predominated over colour; converting to monochrome, I liked the range of tones in the final image. My thanks to G for opening my eyes.
I made this long exposure image on the west coast at Portencross. The light was beautiful, with golden shards slashing the deep blue of the sky above the Isle of Arran, and it seemed to me that it deserved to be captured.