“The world today is sick to its thin blood for lack of elemental things, for fire before the hands, for water, for air, for the dear earth itself underfoot.” Henry Beston, The Outermost House.
The other day I read a blog post by Julian Hoffman called the Bugling Sky He prefaced it with a quote from Henry Beston´s The Outermost House. I´d never heard of Beston before, or this book, so I did a bit of research. The nature writer, Henry Beston, lived for a year in a small beach house he´d had built on the sands of Cape Cod. His description of this year spent on the shores of this fragile peninsula which stands on the eastern US seaboard, exposed to the power of the North Atlantic, is one of the most lyrical and descriptive pieces of nature writing in the English language. The above quote from The Outermost House resonated with me, and although he wrote this in 1928, it´s still just as relevant for us today.
What did those Europeans back then think when they saw that skyline for the first time – or at least a skyline very similar to the modern New York waterfront?
I´ve tried to imagine what someone at the turn of the 20th Century would have felt like looking at that view – jaw dropping, I would think.
Ellis Island would have been the first view of the New World for the vast majority of European immigrants to the USA. Here they were processed, quarantined and finally either allowed to continue on to their new lives in America or, rejected and deported back to the Old World. I´ve already published two photographs of Ellis Island on my Blog last year here and here
I´ve finally finished working on the New York photographs and compiled them into a picture gallery in preparation for the relaunch of my website…. coming soon, so watch this space!
Waiting in the Subway. Another below the street photograph from New York
Simply Brooklyn Bridge, surely one of the most recognizable landmarks in the world……
I was often reminded of the similarities between parts of New Zealand and parts of the USA. Sometimes there was a feel of “the West”, and this deserted wooden farmhouse I saw as we headed south on Route 6, had a very American feel to it.
Chatham on Cape Cod is a very pleasant place to visit, it has an historical lighthouse, a small but busy fishing harbour and a well tended beach. After a stroll along the beach I came across this depot for lost shoes (and a towel). I know this picture is slightly unusual for me in that I have photographed pairs of shoes, normally it´s the poor lost shoe that gets my attention and sympathy. But I like this scene because of two reasons:
1. This small jumble of colours on the sand. I´ve selectively increased the colour saturation of each shoe to make the scene “pop” a bit more and give it a slight colour film feel. By the way, I´m using Capture One version 7 to process my RAW data, which I can recommend whole heartedly.
2. And the question each pair of shoes throws up. What was the sex of the wearers? I´ve come up with my own theory and it´s this: The single flip flop top left was worn by a male, the two just below it by a woman, the trainers by a man and the other pair next to them by a woman. The towel is gender neutral. Does that match your opinions?