The End of the Line…?

Time to kill this afternoon, with a wintry walk along the dock side in Hull. The stroll soon degenerated into picking among the debris of ruinous facades.

Plans for major redevelopment of historic port buildings never came to fruition, and after vandalism and arson attacks, their fate hangs in the balance. Dangerous and unstable, the old Lord Line building is now the haunt of seagulls and graffiti artists.

Near the water, there is a simple memorial to those men – fathers, brothers, sons, – who lost their lives at sea on local trawlers.

Not many subjects provoke the urge to reach for charcoal, or mixed media, but these buildings have a gritty, dark edge and an imposing – if fragile – presence that commands respect.


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