These frames were, honestly, an afterthought. I didn’t come here to make any but it would have been utterly ridiculous of me not to. Sometimes, I just want to sit for a while and, look out. Think. Reflect. Figure it all out. Breathe. Even moments like these don’t require a dozen or more frames to preserve them in memory. On this grey and moody afternoon, I clambered across the rocks and looked out over the Solway. There was not a single person in sight anywhere around me – a real rarity. On this day, I was truly alone – whether usually a choice or not, on this day, it was what I needed. A tonic for the soul, as someone (far wiser than their own self-belief would have ever allowed them to admit) once said to me; and so, despite endless potential futures – all of them floating before me, directionless, like infinitesimally fine droplets of moisture carried almost weightlessly in the air, I was, for once, completely happy with that.
If this moment could be summed-up as a single, beautifully simple equation (where I=me & R=the rocks) it would be this:
(I+R) = 1.
I. | 28mm.
II. | 28mm.