About Mike Blank
My day starts with a walk. Barefoot along the beach.
The water is warm and the air is fragrant.
Driftwood and sea glass have washed up in the night.
A crab leaves tiny footprints on the virgin sand. The rising sun sparkles in tidal pools. I am alone on the beach with my camera.
I am thinking of f-stops and shutter speeds when my alarm clock wakes me and I realise that I am not at the beach. I remember that I work in an office.
Photography is now only a hobby. But I have never enjoyed it more because now I photograph only for my own pleasure.
I find inspiration from the quirky, the trivial and the out of place. From the ordinary. From the beauty in the detail.
I wish I was at the beach today. With my camera.