sea-washed saudade

The last time I went to the beach in the morning, it was amethyst and gold. This time, it was pearls. It was a sigh of longing for the sun which never quite rose.





I loved its gentleness, and the way it seemed to allow me space for myself, whereas the rich sunrise had been more domineering, drawing me out, giving me few moments to stand within my own quiet breath.

It wasn't long before the beach became busy with extroverts running, exercising their dogs, rowing. The soft light remained, but the melancholy feminine mood was broken.  All those people using the space, instead of being in the space. All those women talking loudly to each other instead of listening to the ocean. They were doing nothing wrong, of course. But, at least for me, it was time to withdraw into the memory of morning peace ...




My apologies, these photos are the rejects of those I took;  I am keeping the good ones for a project I'm working on. But at least they show the colours of the early day. I hope your own day is just the hue and tempo you most love.  

If you like the sea-washed colours, you might enjoy Kerrie's weblog.


12 comments:

  1. Those photos are rejects? Oh my! They're beautiful. And you capture the peaceful quiet of those moments exquisitely. x

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    1. Thank you. The colours are pretty, but the pictures don't tell any kind of story.

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  2. I'd like to be there in the gentle light and morning peace of the beach you've described. I understand what you mean about people using the space and not being in the space. That's partly why I prefer quiet morning walks during week. Your photos are beautiful nonetheless. ..the good ones must be amazing.

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  3. I'd like to be there in the gentle light and morning peace of the beach you've described. I understand what you mean about people using the space and not being in the space. That's partly why I prefer quiet morning walks during week. Your photos are beautiful nonetheless. ..the good ones must be amazing.

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  4. I'd like to be there in the gentle light and morning peace of the beach you've described. I understand what you mean about people using the space and not being in the space. That's partly why I prefer quiet morning walks during week. Your photos are beautiful nonetheless. ..the good ones must be amazing.

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  5. I totally get what you're saying. Sometimes it's such an abrupt intrusion. Like I own this section of the beach and even voices are a trespass on my space. I'm away from the ocean now for the summer, (Oxfordshire is a good 2 hours inland), and miss it something rotten. At least I'm only five fields away from the Thames.

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  6. I love the pearlescence of your pictures (I'm not sure that is a word) which evoke calmness, serenity and a kind of peacefulness that needs no intrusions. I often notice 'packs' of walkers when I am out and about - they are so busy talking that they fail to notice their surroundings. I would have loved to have been on the beach with you that morning just to share the feeling of emptiness.

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  7. Can't believe you'd call these photos rejects. They're lovely. As is the way you enjoy your time at the beach.

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  8. If these are rejects, I can hardly wait, for the finished project. The photos in that, will have to be magnificent.

    How you capture a mood, in photos...... More examples, of your Art.....

    Tessa

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  9. "...this time, it was pearls. It was a sigh of longing for the sun which never quite rose."

    This gives me shivers of delight..... But all the time, the softness and gentleness and misty vastness, comes through.

    Thank you,
    Tessa

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  10. I adore these photos, Sarah... such lovely colors! There's just something magical about an empty beach, isn't there? I love living by the sea, but rarely go because of all the people. It's silly, I know, but even though I don't mind crowds, there are certain places that I prefer without them. The shore is a place to think and photograph and breathe in the fresh, salty air. <3

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  11. Thank you everyone for your very kind comments. As I said to Antoinette, I like my photos to tell a story or evoke a mood if I can, and these don't. But the colours are softly pretty, my favourite colours actually, so for that reason I am quite fond of them. I admit I am a little nervous now that when the project is complete people will think, "what? is this all?" :-)

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