Salty Notes From Nowhere

Beer warm, skin on fire.
Flip-flops lost to rising tide.
I shoot. I miss. Cheers.

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Posted a square of grain and fog. Someone called it “minimalist.” It was an accident.

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Metering is a myth

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Used a vintage lens that smells like old glue and grief.

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A follow-up to “Venice, You Beautiful, Moist Bastard.”
This one’s just me, the photos, and a slow spiral into critique.
Less romance. More regret. Still damp.

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VENICE, YOU BEAUTIFUL, MOIST BASTARD

“Pluit ergo sum.” (It rains, therefore I am.)
— Traditional Venetian Curse, probably

From the rain-drenched notebook of a man who can’t holiday properly

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I got halfway across a rocky outcrop before realising I’d left the tripod back on the RIB. Nothing screams “professional” like crawling back across barnacle-covered hell with a £12k camera in your teeth and a local shouting “careful!” as if that hadn’t already occurred to me.

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Dragged my spine across 17 miles of bog to take two photos.
Shot Washi. Shot Velvia. Drank holy tea. Ate cursed fruit wrapped in leaf.
The moor screamed. I screamed back.
Both prints sold.
No regrets. Only fog.

Two Rolls and a Goddamn Guava Brick
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Drank beer. Took photos. Regret nothing. Remember less.

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Tide came in. Took my tripod. Left me a sea cucumber. Balance, I guess.

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Loaded the camera backwards. Called it “experimental.”

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My light meter lies. So do I.
Took a reading. Ignored it. Felt alive.

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There’s a roll of film in my fridge that’s older than most influencers.

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Climbed a hill for the view. Got the view. Hated the view.

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A simple brief: make Old Harry look iconic.
So I did what any sun-damaged photographer would—wore a wide-brimmed hat of shame, sacrificed a shell to Poseidon, grabbed a camera or two, boarded a RIB, and trusted the sea not to eat me.

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Freshwater & the Cave That Almost Adopted Me
Or: How to Photograph a Book Cover While Questioning Your Life Choices in a Damp Hole with Pigeons
Read it here. Or don't.
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Weathered wood. Cracked iron. Moody skies. It’s like my dating profile but with more barnacles.
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A possibly unhinged love letter to the worst job I can't quit.
Just a sunburned man screaming at the tide with 50lbs of gear and zero hydration.
The art? Probably ruined.
No images. Just sand, rage, and maybe love.
Read it. Or don’t.
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Every time a Polaroid fails, a ghost gets its wings.

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Shot a shipwreck. It looked better than I felt. Jealous, honestly.

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Trying not to chase the algorithm. I feel like I’m drifting past it in a dinghy with a light leak and a flask of black coffee.