Thus from a city when my father would frame
Escape, he thought, as I do, of bog or rock
But I have also this other, this English, choice
Into what yet is foreign; whatever its name
Each wood is the mystery and the recurring shock
Of its dark coolness is a foreign voice.
— extract from Louis McNiece, Woods
Two sets of photographs taken at Exmoor National Park, England, over a few days in August 2010. All shot with a Hasselblad 503cw, Zeiss 80mm f2.8 lens on Kodak Porta NC and Ilford FP4+ film (120 square format).
Set 1 (Black and White):
Set 2 (Colour):