In October 2012 I stood at the launch of my photographic coffee-table book Down The Line and I was feeling well chuffed with myself. It had taken just over 2 years since the idea was first seeded and there I was, a few glasses of wine down, trying to remember the journey of this self-published book. A few sips later and it all swam back to me…
In early winter of 2010 I was attending a book launch at Kalk Bay Books. I had taken my camera with me with the idea of getting a few pics in before the launch started. But the grey early evening, dull with the whisper of mist rolling in from the ocean, had left me picture-less. Frustrated, I nibbled and sipped my way through the launch before once again wandering outside, this time to inhale the sea-fresh air.
Over the road I discovered a gap in the fence which led over the tracks, accessing the beach. Looking left, right and then left again, just as I’d been taught when I was younger, I saw Kalk Bay station serenely cocooned in sea mist. It looked as comforting as it was eerie, isolated, with not a living thing in sight.
It wasn’t 5 minutes later that the billowing silence was shattered by the rumbling of an a oncoming train, it’s breaks screeching for it to stop at the sideline platform.
Happy that my camera was finally being put to use. Waiting until the absolute last moment, I stood on the tracks clicking away, immortalising the scene. 2 steps later I was still pressing away as the groaning beast rumbled by on its way Down The Line.
And so the story begins, the full story via this blog about what it took to create Down The Line. Negotiating the permit from Metrorail, the days of photographing, editing the pics; raising the finance, designing the book, and finally, the launch….