‘At first I tried to make normal pictures of the beachfront with the colourful beach huts as background. They seem to be the only colour on a dreary winter day. But the more I looked at the beach huts, the more I focused in on the locks. Their metallic shiny surfaces most of the time were a great contrast to the colourful paint. Even more so when the locks were rusty from the salty air or the paint on the hut was peeling from neglect’
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