Transience
I saw her standing on the rock as the tide raced in and around her - only the rocks are solid as we, fragile and transparent, tiptoe across their slippery surface - and I made this image subconsciously, seeing in the reality what I saw inside myself. At the time I made this, I was trapped in a hideous, abusive marriage; desperate to, but unable to, get us away from the endless nightmare. I remember grabbing at the camera, trying to rip it from the camera bag before she moved, as in the scene, I saw reflected in reality what I was still struggling to compute into words in my mind - that she was growing so fast, that her childhood was accelerating and it was all slipping away too fast...
Skaill Bay, near Skara Brae, Orkney.
