My desire to leave the glare of computer monitors and history books became too strong to not be pacified. Grabbing my old point and shoot I headed through the city heading again towards the sea. The wind howled through the streets and smashed into the coast as the elderly staggered their way along the street. Viscous, tiny waves bombarded the concrete walls of the water features outside city hall and sea gulls were flung across the cloud splattered sky.
It wasn’t the best of shoots, having only taken about three acceptable photographs I forged my way back to the house. Initially this photograph didn’t strike me as having any potential, but after a bit of experimentation and four iterations of colour adjustments, I came up with this. Hope you enjoy.