London may be synonymous with England to most outside the UK, but I spend my time far away from the big smoke. Living in an English seaside town is like living in a time warp.
Sepia-hued days in winter and Kodachrome in summer.
These photographs are from one afternoon, and I feel there’s a risk, photographing here, of producing a Martin Parr-esque view of the place. Although I love his work, his cynical eye makes me feel rather uncomfortable, so I’m going to try to produce work that shows a bit of empathy.