Wave patterns on the black sand shore:
deep consolation, and a sense of home.
Images, patterns and shapes found at the black sand shores of Talisker.
The words are inspired by a passage found in Anam Cara by John O’Donohue, a book I was reading on Skye. (I love the way reading and landscapes merge together like this at times when we’re travelling.)
The human eye adores gazing; it feasts on the wild beauty of new landscapes, the dignity of trees. The eye is always drawn to the shape of a thing. It finds some deep consolation and sense of home in special shapes.
This makes me see photography in a whole different light, understanding the pleasure that comes from that gazing.
It allows me to make better sense of that feeling of connectedness and home that is found in certain places.