Walking east from Manchester city centre, passing through the remarkable, unstoppable march of regeneration. Roaming through Ancoats, New Islington, Bradford, Beswick. Street names with history: Silk, Naval, Temperance, Helmet, Dark Lane. The outer edge of the city is extending so quickly you can almost see it moving in front of you. The battle between the natural world and humankind playing out in those fertile fringes. Dramatic, low, intense January sun transforming all in it's path, the world feels alive; beauty, debris, light, shade, natural, manmade. High contrast.