While in Neuvic, a bunch of us took a trip out to the lake at La Jemaye. A place Kate ‘affectionately’ referred to – following a heaving, mud-slathered jaunt there one previous summer – as the Ganges.
It was, on this occasion at least, actually quite a scenic spot for a swim, a sunbathe and an ice cream.
I didn’t take many photos that day. Just a few frames to experiment with an idea I had lodged in my mind – an out of focus, almost painterly approach to evoking a near-universal memory: mucking about by the water’s edge as a kid.