Great Britain on foot: Bridle Path and Barge
England is a wealth of history. The motor car is new. For all the time before that people got around on lanes, and highways, which are now byways and backpaths. I want to wander them, recording what I find.
Time and place are two of the things a photograph lets us share.. It’s done by controlling time and light. With enough time the passage of the seasons and the changing of the ages can be shown.
I've always wanted to live the life of a tinker; this lets me mingle that with photography. I'm used to living light (16 years in the army will teach one to live out of a bag). I want the chance to soak up the country, and share it with the rest of you. From the Isles on the North Sea, to the Cliffs of Dover, the Cities of London, York, Inverness and Cardiff; the hills of Wales, the Mountains of Scotland and the rolling landscapes between. The dewponds and millstreams, people and wildlife, the battlefields, and the wheatfields, the modern wonders, and the ancient ones.
I can write. I've done descriptive writing, and I can take pictures. Macro to wide-angled, details and the big picture. I can do it.
I have the time, and can do a good trip (at least 6 months, and probably 9, with two people, after taxes.). I’ve thought it out. I can spare a year for going walkabout, and I can share the experience. I can detail the cold mornings, the starlit evnenings. The kindesses of strangers and the sense of wonder which comes of exploring something at once foreign, and familiar. To speak English is to be, at least a little, connected to England.
With your vote, I can do this. With your vote I can share this.