A Sense of Place
It was while I was out with my photographer friend Darren, we had walked from Fairholmes cafe, along the Derwent and Howden Reservoirs up to Alport Castles, and in the middle of it all we got to this point somewhere between Alport Castles and Crook Hill, observing the crepuscular clouds, the rays of sun light bursting through into the valley below. We discussed what sells, and decided it was to do with a sense of place. A place where you would recognise and associate with immediately.
I hope to look a little further beyond the place. I sometimes sit and observe my surroundings before I take the camera out of my bag, or I will get the camera out and think maybe or maybe not. It is my interpretation above all. Maybe somebody will understand the photograph, maybe they don’t or just like it for what it is
This scene is about being about 300 or so metres up, looking out and down to the Snake Pass; the road that links Sheffield to Manchester running east to west. Manchester a huge conurbation in comparison to Sheffield. The journey along the Snake can be an extreme one, for the pace of the road can be fast and slow, the meandering stretches, sharp corners and then the drop into Glossop.
Running parallel to the road is the River Ashop, glistening in the sun shine. The river takes you to Ladybower Reservoir, the Ashopton Viaduct stretches over part of the reservoir. I know where we are at this point. I still wonder what the ridge is and where Kinder Scout is relative to the scene. I felt I could touch the sun rays; may be I did as the clouds passed over above.
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