I took a business trip to Brighton recently. Amazingly I found a bargain room at The Grand and I’ve always wanted to stay there so it had to be done. After my meeting, I had some spare time so I went outside and took a look at the derelict West Pier.
With my first image, I noticed some cloud rays moving across the line of sight to the Pier. The obvious shot was to wait until they crossed but they also started to fade so I grabbed my tripod and like an idiot run across the pebbles to grab the shot.
My second image is a shot came about after a long and cold wait on the beach. I don’t think people generally understand just how much standing around waiting in the cold is spent by landscaper photographers. It’s a long-standing joke that we suffer for our art.