Shot in black and white to strip things back to form and feeling, the empty boardwalk, the quiet stretch of land, and the lone tower sitting at the edge of it all. There’s a stillness here that asks nothing from you.

Captured on a muggy Scottish winter day, where the slippery wooden planks threatened to introduce me far too intimately to the moorland more than once. A landscape that rewards patience, and good footwear. (Will teach me to change out of crocs)

Photo by: Bradley Basten