a snake of pretty boxes
Day four - A walk along the beach and seafront on a lazy Sunday morning.
I am always drawn to patterns. In my art. In taking photographs. In textiles.
Why? I don't know why I like repititions of shape or form, colour or light.
when I look at the photographs I take.
The patterns made by nature. By people. By architecture is prevalent.
So these photographs taken over a half hour period,
on my last day in Kent, show a keen eye for pattern. Again.
Beach huts appeared during the victorian period. They were and are used for changing into bathing costumes and usually have tea making facilities and more. I would love to have a purple one in my garden as 'my den' for painting and reading. Bliss.
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The Sailing Club
Day one & two HERE