I have returned from my night wondering with a bag of chips. A reward for finally completing my homework. I love cycling in the dark by the sea front, almost silent, apart form the french men drinking beer. I took pictures of the moonlight on the sea and the street lamps. Light became the most obvious theme to trace against the black sea and the candy floss lights.
I had a go at taking a picture of my shadow, but then. like a fool I realised the flash would get in the way. I balanced along, trying not to fall off. Photography and cycling are perhaps not ideal bed fellows. I will have to wait and see for the 'development' next week.
I didn't really want to leave the silence and the calm breathing of the sea. I felt whole being creative in the darkness. Tomorrow I will get to see the fruit of my labours from the week before and the first cycling trip. I haven't really brought together a main theme, but I don't think I have been loosening my creative belt enough. I will have to go out and just feel my way until consistency arises or chaos takes all.
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