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The romance of nature

These are some of my photographs taken in response to the work of a few romantic poets and writers. I processed and developed them myself.


‘Bonny bird; wheeling over our heads in the middle of the moor. It wanted to get to its nest, for the clouds touched the swells, and it felt rain coming’

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte


‘The assent is precipitous, but the path is cut into continual and short windings… It is a scene terrifically desolate’

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley


‘And the fountains mingle with the river,

And the rivers with the ocean…

What are all these kissings worth

If thou kiss not me?’

From Love’s Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley


‘He pointed out to me the shifting colours of the landscape and the appearances of the sky’

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley


‘I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;… I hear it in the deep heart’s core.’

from The Lake Isle of Innesfree by W B Yeats


‘I bounded, leaped, and flew down the steep road [from Wuthering Heights]; then, quitting its windings, shot direct across the moor, rolling over banks, and wading through marshes: precipitating myself, in fact, towards the beacon-light of the Grange.’

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte


‘The waters were placid; all around was calm;… ‘the palaces of nature’, were not changed. By degrees the calm and heavenly scene restored me’

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley


‘The moon was up, the lake was shining clear

Among the hoary mountains; from the shore

I pushed, and struck the oars, and struck again…

Leaving behind her still on either side

Small circles glittering idly in the moon,

Until they melted all into one track

Of sparkling light.’

From The Prelude by William Wordsworth

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