Marc Provins

The light in St Ives is special and looking out towards the edge of our planet has always excited and confused me in equal measure, the primal and the intellectual struggling for control. The scale of things becomes apparent, large masses moving around each other, making things grow, pushing and pulling the oceans.  We are very small.

Okay the last of my Hull and East Yorkshire pictures. I was so tempted to call this blog post Veiny Penis but thought better of it, probably would have got a lot of hits!  One of the things I like about photography is that you are essentially converting the three dimensional into two dimensions. This is part of the challenge of making a picture, deciding how to interpret and order foreground, background, the close, the distant and everything in-between. In this case however I was just observing flat surfaces and taking pleasure noticing how people leave their mark on everyday walls, just like we have for thousands of years.