Welcome to the only image I've ever had printed and hung. I started taking photos 'properly' in 2021, and out of at least 1,000 images, this one made the cut. It's really moody. I took this on Christmas Eve, when I was nearly alone on Brighton Pier, a nigh-impossible feat at any other time of year.
The framing caught my eye first, along with the brutality of the West Pier. What really got me going, though, was the faint reflection of Madeira Drive in the pane. It's such a gentle addition of depth, almost a double exposure. There are many elements I like in this photograph, but this time, feeling outweighs aesthetics.