So I turned my attention to what was there on the beach in abundance - seaweed. I have a love-hate relationship with the stuff. The texture is hideous, and I can't bear to walk on it. But at the same time it's beautiful, and there's something cool about the idea of that huge range of vegetation growing under the sea.
The more closely I looked, the more I came to appreciate the sculptural qualities of the Kearney seaweed and its characteristic range of colours. These are some of my favourite shots.