TRANQILLITY — Connor Shankland

Tranqility

The harbour wall symbolises my cherished memories. In the evening after school, I would descend the stairs, collecting barnacles to use as bait while fishing. With the setting sun as
my backdrop, fishing became a tranquil

I intended to capture the intricate details of the harbour walls' surface. The textures came alive, revealing a striking contrast between the radiant, sun-soaked hues that caressed its rough exterior, and the chilling, relentless waters that it prote

I ventured away from the harbour, focusing on the boats scattered throughout the quaint village. These vessels stood as a testament to the very reason the harbour came into existence. I sought to pay homage to a bygone era when the village thrived so

Creels are firmly ingrained in my memories of home. The sight of them, neatly stacked, evokes a vivid childhood recollection.
I can still feel the sense of awe and vulnerability I experienced as a young boy, gazing up at the towering wall of creels.

Looking back from the harbour, the village unfolds before me, revealing its true self. It's not just the picturesque view, but the overwhelming sense of belonging that washes over me.
Amidst its narrow streets and cosy homes lies a deep-rooted spirit

The ropes tethering boats in the harbour mirror the ties binding me to the place I call home. Weathered and sturdy, they become symbols of resilience and belonging. Their resilience echoes the spirit of this community, while their strength reflects t

The infinite expanse of the ocean unfolds before these beachfront homes, a serene masterpiece. The embrace of vast emptiness serves as a reminder of nature's awe-inspiring grandeur. Here, amidst the boundless waves, tranquillity reigns supreme.

The golden sunset painted a serene backdrop for the scenic fishing village. As I framed the shot, a mother and child strolled into the scene, evoking memories of walks on the beach with my own mother. Their bond mirrored my youthful adventures, rekin

The boat's forgotten equipment echoes the relentless march of time. Like these fading objects, memories decay too. This project seeks to safeguard the spirit of this place, honouring its significance to me. Perhaps, in preserving this slice of histor

Boats have an eternal allure to me. These vessels, shaped by both necessity and creativity, embody our unwavering quest to conquer nature's obstacles. Whether gliding through calm waters or braving monstrous waves, boats stand as timeless symbols of

The images I took in the small fishing village of Johnshaven transported me back to my cherished childhood days. In early November, I returned to this special place that I still consider my true home, despite the numerous locations I've lived in since then. I aimed to capture the essence of the village by focusing on its subtle details and the personal memories it evoked. The heart of Johnshaven lies within its picturesque harbour, and I made sure to emphasise its significance through my imagery. I captured the vibrant hues of a peaceful seaside sunset and glimmering reflections of bobbing fishing boats, each holding its own story of adventure and hardship. These images encapsulate the enduring spirit of Johnshaven, a place that will forever hold a piece of my heart.

Tranqility

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