A couple of years ago, I ‘upsticked’, sold my house in the UK, and bought a new one on the coast of Finistère in western France, and when I can, I head there for a few weeks and indulge my passion in another way. I wanted to understand why the Bretons have such a close affinity with the sea, to examine this thing that seems to determine the way they think, like some new gene, a happy flaw in their D.N.A. And the only way to do that was to photograph the sea, explore the coast, understand the tides and the currents – to stare at the great Atlantic Ocean day after day, through the inclement weather and the fair, through seasons as they unfold, to connect with the monthly lunar cycle. And to photograph it all. ‘Earth’s End’, a series of fine art seascapes, is an attempt to refresh how we should once again see the world, not through materialism and the conquest of environment – but through illustrating an almost archaic sense of what we once were; a people who lived off the land and sea, who took just enough to eat and sustain, and no more, of a people who formed community by working together and not apart.