A small town in Scotland
on the banks of the Clyde estuary.
Crossing the water
the ferry docks at the pier,
familiar and strange,
homecoming yet not home.
This selection of images is from an ongoing series I began in the late eighties, photographing a seaside town and its surroundings on the Clyde estuary. Once a thriving holiday destination the town has now become quieter. The Clyde estuary was famous for ship-building but that has all gone. It is the atmosphere of this region on the West coast of Scotland that I want to capture. I originally come from this part of the world, yet at the the same time as it is very familiar to me, it is also foreign.