These photographs are from the North Kent coast from Cliffe in the East to The isle of grain in the West. It is an area I find myself drawn to repeatedly. The landscape has a strange through the looking glass way of distorting the size of things. A great pyramid that from a distance towers over its surroundings diminishes as you approach until it reveals itself as a pile of sand. huge cranes shrink to decrepit herons. It is a landscape of forgotten things and power stations, and a huge gas storage facility. The first photographs were made at the the time of the construction of Grain power station . I remember clearly making the photograph of the line in the road . A hot day ,absolute silence. As I Set the 10x8 camera on its tripod I became aware of a faint and distant pinging sound rapidly getting louder . It increased in volume until it passed in front of me, traveling swiftly along one of the pipes running parallel to the road, and dwindled to nothing in the opposite direction , the silence returned. The whole landscape of pipes and chimneys was completely without human presence. These days I would probably have been spotted by a security camera and arrested.