Bleak day in East Sussex. These two sat on a dank bench in deep conversation. I didn’t want to intrude, but I wanted to record the absurdity. For all the cosy cafés nearby, choosing to sit out in the damp sea air staring at the nothing. The older lady was in a flow of words […]
This is the bleakest football pitch I have ever seen. You have to be Sherpa Tensing to get up the hill towards the goal. You finally make it up near the penalty box. The air is thin, your legs are like jelly and shaking from sheer exhaustion as you give the ball a final boot […]
