Photography with an occasional poem
Nope, my mistake, I meant Watchett. Watchett is a small harbour town on the Somerset coast, on the edge of Exmoor. It has a lighthouse, so that is good enough for me. Compositionally I guess this photo is inverted to the rules, with the lighthouse being a minor player in the scene, but I am defending the decision by saying the two mooring points create a leading line. Well, that is my excuse.
Last one from Anglesey I promise. Another view of Twr Mawr lighthouse, It is not a lighthouse in the true sense of the word, but was a beacon. In fact it is the same shape as the windmills that were on Anglesey and it is thought it could have been one originally. So there we go, every day a school day…
Anglesey is known for three lighthouses. The first two I have already shared – Penmon and Twr Mawr on Llanddwyn island. The third is South Stacks lighthouse, famous as an RSPB site with a varied collection of bird life. I originally left it out of my Anglesey collection because I was really annoyed at the schoolboy error, cutting off the right hand edge. But for the sake of completenesss, and for those not in the UK who enjoy “virtual travel”, I am adding it. Just don’t judge me.
An over-photographed part of Anglesey is the lighthouse on LLanddryn Island. normally photographed from a raised aspect onthe right of my image to get the steps and path as leading lines. I admit I did that, but the contrast was so strong I was not happy with the result. Clearly a sunrise/sunset shot. However, there are a couple of crosses to give some foreground interest, so I did not leave empty-handed.
I haven’t finished with Penmon Lighthouse yet. There may be another, or I may move on to other images from our break in North Wales. Who knows…? The mist was a great help, meaning I did not have to blend the horizon to get a minimalist shot – there was no horizon visible. Result.
This image cost me. The seaweed is very slippery, and I was probably not wearing the correct footwear. The result, as you may have guessed, was that I slipped and cracked my elbow. I didn’t cry, and I kept the camera safe. So I was determined to get an image after all that.
The worst of it was that my wife, who was sat in a chair watching, didn’t see me fall and therefore I had no sympathy when I returned. She was too busy watching a heron.
So this is the lighthouse at Penmon Point on Anglesey, and you may see a couple of additional versions over the next few days…