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This photograph was taken at Par Harbour in Cornwall as part of a contemporary series of photographs exploring my sense of loss at the closure of a harbour that...
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This photograph was taken at Par Harbour in Cornwall as part of a contemporary series of photographs exploring my sense of loss at the closure of a harbour that had been part of my conciousness for many years. The harbour, where china clay (Cornwall's principle export) was loaded onto ships for distribution around the world, dominated one end of the beach where I used to play as a child. Spillages at the harbour meant that the sand on the beach was often white, the clay squelching between my toes as I paddled in the shallows.
The harbour employed many local people and was a hive of industry. The harbour closed when alternative shipping arrangements were made for the china clay that is still mined form the hills above St Austell.
For this set of photographs I was awarded an Associateship of the Royal Photographic Society.
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The harbour employed many local people and was a hive of industry. The harbour closed when alternative shipping arrangements were made for the china clay that is still mined form the hills above St Austell.
For this set of photographs I was awarded an Associateship of the Royal Photographic Society.
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ianrobins
May 15, 2020
I haven't been back there for many years now. I also grew up on this beach. The clay river was the cause of the squelch toes on the right side of the beach. The left side had sand. It is sad to see the state of the harbour now. I now live in North Norway where I have been for the last 14 years. Thanks for the insight of a piece of my own history too.
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