Another Place

It was the last day of half term, so we went for a day out in Kev’s white van.

We revisited ‘Another Place’ - 100 life size, cast iron figures on Crosby Beach. Antony Gormley (of Angel of the North fame) cast them from moulds of his own body. Their presence is exciting and strangely reassuring. They disappear when the tide’s in.

You have to feel awe and admiration for someone with the confidence and vision to produce an installation like this.

Before Crosby, they were in Germany, Belgium and Stravanga in Norway where Frank from our flats goes to visit his brother.

We first saw ‘Another Place’ in summer, when I took the photo above. I also have a photo of me standing next to one of the figures and reaching no higher than his chest. Now I can look down and pat him on the head. Another figure had ‘grown’. No doubt some boring geography teacher could stroke his chin and explain it in terms of sand deposits.

Most of the men now have mysterious, marine green stuff growing on their nether regions. They’ll need a shower before they go to New York in November 06.

There were only a few oyster catchers around so we drove to Marshside in Southport where we were totally knocked out to see some Avocets chasing a hare away from their chicks.

The avocet is the emblem of the RSPB.

TWO amazing sights in one day.
KAZ