A short drive along the banks of the Medway Estuary to try out a new camera gave me an idea. I found the notion people threw their garbage into the estuary at high tide, considering it swept away only for it to reappear in the mire at low tide, somehow descriptive of our society. Everything can be discarded when broken, and once discarded the previous owner has no claim upon it. Meanwhile, the action of tides, mud and water slowly degrades the discarded item, but while it degrades it haunts the place where it was dumped.
This photo set needs curating, but the basic idea is my ongoing fascination with the way people interact with the edge of the land where it meets the water, and how the water usually wins eventually.