The bank holidays seem to come round all too quickly these days. Anyway, I took another trip to the coast in search of divine inspiration armed with a camera to the delightful Bridlington.
Its not quite Newquay where under milk wood is set, but one still gets the sense of a certain strangeness at the seaside resort. As mentioned earlier, I'm going to spend a few months really looking at the figure - especially faces and hands and feel that using my own photography is preferable to scanning the Guardian/google images for interesting imagery.
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