Sunset 1 May 2022 - Robert Baker
An unspectacular sunset on a quiet Sunday evening formed a backdrop to a quite surreal experience. Not being local and having minimal history and personal points of reference with the town, the skyline offered little beyond the bridge and the port yet I quickly became fascinated by the streetlights and the metronomic neon flashes of various nearby venues. Could I be seen? Well yes, but we’ll come back to that.
Did I want to be seen? Well I guess it would make me feel like less of a voyeur – a feeling I tempered through inventing fanciful backstories for the numerous people who I was able to keep in view for longer than any normal vantage point would have offered.
I was forced to look outwardly, something I spend very little time doing. I wanted the experience to teach me something but beyond realising that without a watch I have no concept of time and the fact that maybe I’m not as scared of heights as I thought, the Eureka moment was maybe how much I thoroughly enjoyed being out of my comfort zone.
Thank you to my Companion Meg and to everyone involved in being able to participate in such a unique experience.
Oh, and a gentleman showed me his backside. But that’s Hull for you.