I have looked upon this small tidal island (St Catherine’s Island/Rock) so many times over the years – in different seasons come rain and shine, high and low tides. However, despite countless visits, I don’t think I have ever spent so much time viewing it so intimately in a photographic sense. Perhaps the most familiar sights are those that become almost invisible with the camera as the personal search beckons exploration of locations further afield. It is as though the most familiar become the most ordinary and why, why would I want to take the time here when there is bound to be more elsewhere? But, this time I was content to stay long enough to observe the tide, the motion of cloud and the solitary island free of people and children climbing its rock.