It was a sunny Winter's day and I was making my way to the old quarry part of Otley Chevin Park. I stopped to take some photos by the roadside. I was thinking about Paul Nash, whose big retrospective exhibition I had recently seen at Tate Modern in London.
Nash was a landscape painter, inspired by the pre-Raphaelites and William Blake, who embraced his Englishness yet was at the forefront of promoting modernism in Britain. Not only did he organise the 1936 International Surrealist exhibition in the Burlington Arcade, London but, in his writings, he consistently draws on surrealist ideas.
A 'found object' that I (almost literally) stumbled upon: a broken pane of glass lying in the grass
So there I was thinking of Nash's ability to invest the most bucolic scenes with a hint of sinster surrealism. I wondered if any of my photos might be imbued with a similar sense.
Below is a scene I spied that showed some possibilites...