At the other end of the temporal spectrum, I took this short time-lapse on a freezing cold day in February at 'Big Pit'. I was thinking about ways in which to represent or explore notions of 'stillness' in my work, as a method for understanding anglers' perception of time and produced only this single time-lapse. 4.5hrs of blustery late winter squeezed into 48 seconds. 'Immanence' rendered as linearity.
Short film of a dead Rudd I found at 'secret' pool. It seemed to sum up the mood of the day so well that I had to film it. Grim twilight days of my field work, not quite knowing what to do or how to proceed.
Following the classic lines from 'Casting at the Sun' (Chris Yates) and 'Carp Life' (Mike Willmott), amongst others, I followed the barometric pressure drop in search of the largest common carp in 'Woody Pool'. My reward was 24hrs of rain viewed from door of my Bivvy and 5 minutes of panic at 7am as I hooked and lost a big, powerful, common carp that angrily charged off through the weeds and opened the hook entirely. Exciting, shocking, exhausting, scary. Unprepared for the meeting, despite preparing for years.