C.Rayz's photos

Texture of paint on Boat at Dungeness. Feel free to use this texture if you like it, I'd love for you to post here, a small pic of your image if you do use it :)

In or Out

Seen better days, like me some days :)

Boat at Dungeness

Rust on shed at Dugeness. Feel free to use this texture if you like it, I'd love to see a small version of your image posted here if you do.

Texture from Shed at Dungeness. Feel free to use this texture if you like it, If you do, please post a small image of your work here for me to see :)

Shed at Dungeness

Prickley goodness from the UK's only desert :)

All good things must come to an end :( Thanks Andy for the ride down there, sorry didn't get to talk to many of yaz down there, was far too busy being amazed at the oddness of it all :D

Taken at Hastings Country Park - Barley Lane, worked with Photoshop Paul Grand's Textures Fantastic textures there, thanks Paul :)

Still having some fun with post process effects. texture by Azazelle Thanks for that :)

Been having a bit of a play with some photoshop bits recently. This photo was nothing spectacular except the content is quite nice, so decided I couldnt mess it up too bad.. LoL This is inspired by Nathalie56 who does lovely work similar to this. This is a photo of the actual Wreck located at Bulverhythe, UK . I have clicked so many buttons on photoshop its hard to say exactly how this was created but if anyone is interested in how I did it just ask, I'm sure I can get ya close. I rather liked the treatment for my first attempt :) The original image is located here I've placed both under CC License if anyone wants to have a play with it, I'd love to see your results if you do, thanks :D

Female Grey Heron

Looking at the End of the Pier... From the LONG walk to the End of the Country Park.. At the End of this set. ~The End~

I have a theory about these benches. Before I moved to the UK, I didn't walk anywhere, mostly because when you live in the "sticks" in america as I usually have there just is no easy way to walk down a road with large trucks whizzing by at excessive speeds. So needless to say when I arrived to Hastings, it was a long while until I had my walking legs on, and I frequented many many many.... MANY.. benches along all of our journeys. Infact, its safe to say there may not be a bench in hastings I've not sat in, thinking I was going to die, looking up the hill towards where we are headed, praying for a taxi to stop and just pick me up, or an ambulance with oxygen in some cases... At that time I didn't take much notice of the words on the benches, until one day in an especially rugged state of despair I read the following words as I dragged my self up the last bit of hill to the North Seat... "In Memory of Our Father who Died here" That totally explains it I thought!!! All these benches are placed where some poor individual died trying to make it up some damn hill to see a few more yards of the same sea you can walk 'down' hill to the sea front and see all of!!! So for many months, some days I still do, think to myself when I see one, "Another one!! See this walking miles can't be good for your health, look someone else has dropped dead right here!!" I suppose the good news is that I frequent a good fewer of the benches now days, and try not to think about all the poor folks that died getting up those hills, and instead think of the families of those poor folks who have been kind enough to put benches up so others won't die trying to see the North Seat :) Rest in Peace Jean Kennedy <3

and Deaf too.... This little guy was spotted by my brilliant (in a perfect eyesight sorta way) other half. Amazingly he let us get right on top of him to take some shots and seemed oblivious to our presence.

I was having a mossey goodness day, this bit of wood stump was perfect looking in the afternoon sun.