I grew up sailing the Solent and it still remains a powerful draw. When I made this photograph, I was standing on the farthest stretch of a shingle spit at...
I grew up sailing the Solent and it still remains a powerful draw. When I made this photograph, I was standing on the farthest stretch of a shingle spit at low tide, almost immersed in water and definitely immersed in the most glorious sky I’d seen for years.