Remote mining remains across Cumbria
My senses, and my interior self, seem to enjoy being fed by exploring old mining remains. I was introduced to them by accident, and now I'm hooked. Some of them were hand-chipped by German miners from the 16th century.
They're eerie, they have a presence. They are silent. Silent, as long as you don't wake up the dragons.
On a slow shutter-speed, you can pick up incredible ranges of colour.
Geological and archealogical terms seem to offer up endless metaphors for life and art, not to mention the many myths they have inspired.
I find their architecturality bridges across to garment construction, just as the external landscape reveals contours reminiscent of the human form.
Flip through the photos below to see what I mean.
They're eerie, they have a presence. They are silent. Silent, as long as you don't wake up the dragons.
On a slow shutter-speed, you can pick up incredible ranges of colour.
Geological and archealogical terms seem to offer up endless metaphors for life and art, not to mention the many myths they have inspired.
I find their architecturality bridges across to garment construction, just as the external landscape reveals contours reminiscent of the human form.
Flip through the photos below to see what I mean.