Summer Nostalgia, Winter Ghosts

As a child I spent my summer holidays by the Yorkshire seaside. It was no doubt crowded, noisy, dirty and cold, but I remember none of that. I only remember train journeys and long days of playing in sand and water. Perhaps this says something about the ephemeral nature of innocence as well as the selective quality of memory. Childhood memories are often seen as if from a dream-distance and the first part of this portfolio looks at the Yorkshire seaside seen through childhood memory’s unreal rosy glow.

In reality, coastal towns in Britain display a stark seasonal contrast of growth and decay. Summer sees the flocking of thousands of tourists engaging in an experience of playfulness, fun, romance and nostalgia whereas the moribund nature of seaside towns in winter is the antithesis; an elegiac requiem haunted by the ghosts of shut-down fun-fairs; a dormant end to the summer era.

As well as indulging in summer nostalgia, I wanted this portfolio to reflect my experience of the empty, deserted feeling in seaside towns out of season, and overall, to capture some of the seasonal ebb and flow of activity and emptiness which together express the cyclical nature of a year in the life of an English seaside town.
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