I’ve been re-visiting my Cornwall folder and found a few more of these small figures.
I can’t stop taking these kinds of images. I can’t say really why they fascinate me so much, and why I am moved to find them.
At first, it is instinctive. I wait until it feels right, until the shape is there, and they are there, part of that landscape, part of the world. I don’t know why one movement or light or shadow fall works to me, why another doesn’t, I just feel it.
I like that sometimes there is light on the horizon. And sometimes not. Waves. And sometimes not.
Nature changes so quickly, unexpected things happen. I love to be there with it. The million tiny details within a moment.
(If you’d like to see a few more related to this, then browse through the small figures tag..)