During a recent walk near the lighthouse at Spurn Point, I found a well travelled and worn piece of brick on the beach with a hole slap bang in the middle with a really smooth surface, freshly washed up. So I decided to create a scene on the beach with some of the many bricks nearby.
Some had a full or discernible shape but had been nibbled by wear or demolition. Whilst others were a lot smaller, having been ground down and diminished by constant erosion.
These bricks reminded me of people. People who’ve been used, chewed and spat out. People who are lost, broken and have been discarded, no longer needed and left to the elements. At one point these bricks would have been a massive structure that gave shelter. They all had a reason, a purpose for being.
So with the scene laid out in front of me, it was time to take some photos. It made me smile to see Hole Ebrick, sharing the gospel with its Sisters and Brothers.
The first few pictures show the layout pretty clearly whereas the latter images show the glare of the low sun in the sky due to a beautifully clear early February morning which dazzled the backs of the bricks attending the beach preach.
I never took a video, which in hindsight is a shame, but I’ve used the photos to make this 29 second composition, adding some spaghetti western music - a hilarious rendition of “A Few Dollars More’” by Ennio Morricone which makes me smile every time I hear it.
A big thank you to a busking friend, the Vigilant Italian for the music.
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