I have realised in the past few weeks that I’ve come full circle to re-connect with the nature I loved as a child. All my photographs are of scenery, flowers, butterflies, birds, rivers, beaches, forests, mountains, rocks, crystals, clouds and so on. I’m not interested in photographing people, my connection to nature is what drives me and it’s quite a surprise because it
seems to have popped up from nowhere here in North Cyprus.
I’ve always taken lots of photographs. When we returned to the UK in 1994, after my husband’s father died unexpectedly of a major stroke, I bought a good camera at a second-hand shop before we left and went mad taking photos, and drove people mad taking photos. I remember being out on the North Sea one lovely late evening when the sea was like a millpond, the sun was just setting and casting dark red light over the sea and birds were silhouetted against the darkening sky as they flew home to roost. Suddenly my son-in-law said a seal had surfaced behind us but it had submerged again before I could turn around. My son-in-law joked that it was camera-shy and didn’t want its photo taken!
We were driving around the moors of Lancashire when I took this shot of a windfarm. I know a lot of people don’t like this but
they’ve always fascinated me, I find them majestic but they also remind me of the H.G. Wells novel, War of the Worlds. I can imagine these monster machines suddenly uprooting themselves and stomping around the countryside like the Martians did after they landed in that iconic novel.
In 2004 in the UK I bought a digital camera and never looked back. It is so much easier (and cheaper) to work with digital cameras since you can take any number of photos, upload them easily, delete the ones you don’t like and work with the images you have decided to keep.
I took heaps of photographs when we lived in New South Wales, firstly in Woodenbong, up near the Queensland border, and then in Bowraville, on the mid-north coast of New South Wales. And I’ve taken heaps here in North Cyprus since we arrived in February 2011.
Today, though, I decided to create a collage of photos I took of Scottshead Bay on the mid-north coast of New South Wales. Yesterday I posted a collage of photos of Warrell Creek on the way to the Bay, and today it’s the turn of the Bay itself. It’s a wonderful piece of the coast, virtually unspoiled which is a real miracle as many places on the coast from Sydney to Coffs Harbour have been spoiled by inappropriate development.
From the entry to Scottshead Bay, you can look right across to Nambucca Heads on the other side where the Nambucca River flows into the Pacific Ocean. But the interesting aspect of the bay is the way in which the currents cause the beach to change all the time – sometimes rocks are exposed, other times they’re covered by movement of the sand, or after a storm there’s erosion and damaged trees.It’s fascinating to see nature at work.
Overhead you can see eagles circling lazily in the thermals. And on the sea itself are heaps of surfers all hoping to catch just that right wave!
So here’s the collage and then I added in a couple of shots I’d forgotten about.