Ghost Story

Ghost Story

I do an awful lot of thinking and dreaming about things in the past and the future – the timelessness of the rocks and the hills – all the people who have existed there. I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape – the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.
Andrew Wyeth


7 thoughts on “Ghost Story

    • Thanks fella! I was really taking a chance with this one as it’s only really black and white and that exposes any mistakes you make. On the day I took the photo it was snowing like mad and had already snowed the weekend before so to find this black mirror in the midst of all this whiteness was startling. That pond sits on top of an old railway tunnel, the entrance to which is directly below where I was stood – a massive Victorian stone structure that’s now bricked up and is known locally as ‘The Hell Hole’. It’s a spooky place even on a sunny day and an old schoolfriend once took a girl down there (why?!?) and found a dead dog impaled on a metal spike. Oo-ee-oo. R

  1. You’ve hit a nerve with me here mate, I love it when you get really deep snow – rare these days – and its as if a quilt has been laid over everything – muffled sound, empty streets, drifts. Its a pain in the arse for real life but just for a while, walking the dog late at night, all of a sudden everything takes on a magical quality. When we had that ‘bad winter’ 2009/2010 I remember taking a trek on foot to see my mum at night and it was a bloody adventure and a half!! Well done here – painting looks amazing.

  2. Cheers Noel. I hate having to travel to/from work in the snow, but this occurrence was too good to miss. I walked all day in a half-blizzard, visiting familiar sites from my childhood, and everything looked transformed by the snowfall. The landfill site down by the oil depot looked like Winterfell! R

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