​"Welcome to a space where the lens meets the pen. The term 'Ekphrasis' comes from the Ancient Greek, meaning a literary description of a visual work of art. Here, I use my own photographs—moments captured in the garden, on the bridleway, or in the studio"

There is a particular frequency to a moment of stillness, a harmony that can only be heard when the external world fades into a drone. Sitting against the vibrant, sea-washed facade of The Dolphin Hotel, one becomes part of a larger composition. The ornate blue arches and leaded glass are the steady rhythm of the street, yet the figures anchored here are lost in a different tempo altogether.

​To the Universal Gardener, this is the "fallow time." Just as a garden requires the quiet of winter to prepare for the surge of Spring, the human spirit needs these moments of public solitude to process the seasonal shifts of life. These men aren't merely waiting; they are cultivating a private landscape of thought, untethered from the present.

​It is a reminder that whether we are at the piano in the Music Room or walking the North Lancing Bridleway, our most profound growth often happens in the silence between the notes. We carry our own weather with us, even when sitting under the bright, coastal sun of an afternoon.

​The Equinox Bench: A Morning of Silent Stories

​This bench in Manor Park, Lancing, awaits its visitors. On this lovely Spring Equinox, the scene feels expectant; it is 6:45 AM, and everything is "fresh." The air carries that crisp, dewy bite of early morning, and the long shadows of the yew trees reach across the dirt like fingers pointing toward the new season

​At this hour, the park is a blank slate. But as the sun climbs higher, the wood of this bench will warm, and it will begin its daily job as a silent collector of stories

​A Canvas of Human Moments

​Who has sat here? If these slats could speak, they might tell a thousand disjointed tales:

​The Quiet Romantics: Lovers sharing a hushed happiness, perhaps carving a moment of peace before the world wakes up

​The Weary Travellers: People just sitting down for a simple rest, feeling the weight lift from their feet as they watch the leaves stir

​The Vibrant Youth: Teenagers with their excited, noisy conversations—fast-talking dreams and laughter that echoes through the canopy

​The Solitary Soul: The lonely person seeking a different kind of peace, perhaps turning to an alcoholic drink in the hope that it might make the heavy things feel lighter, if only for an hour

​The Cycle Begins Anew

​Today is the Equinox—a day of perfect balance between light and dark. As the "fresh" light of 6:45 AM transitions into the bustle of a Lancing afternoon, the bench remains. It doesn't judge the drinker, nor does it interrupt the lovers. It simply offers a place to be

​As the seasons shift from this morning forward, the stories will change, but the bench stays rooted, waiting for the next person to add a chapter to its history.....