Soulful Encounter Photograph by Connie Handscomb

Soulful Encounter

by Connie Handscomb

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Title

Soulful Encounter

Artist

Connie Handscomb

Medium

Photograph - Photography - Fine Art

Description

And something started in my soul,
fever or forgotten winds ....
~ Pablo Neruda

The place is pre-eminently the region of dream and mystery...
~ Thomas Hardy [1870]

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Boscastle is on the Cornish coast about five miles north of Tintagel (the home of King Arthur). A very tidy village built within a narrow ravine, built up the valley of two rivers, it is a tiny port of old thatched and lime-washed cottages. In the summer of 2004, it was hit with a huge storm that wreaked massive destruction in the village as a powerful torrent of water surged through the valley. Over 1,000 people lost everything they had, and the economy of the area suffered dramatically. Still, the industrious people of Boscastle meticulously repaired and rebuilt their harbour and village after this hardship, restoring its picturesque beauty.

As a special note of interest: in 1870 the great Victorian novelist and poet Thomas Hardy left his work in London as an architect to help restore the church of St. Juliot , where he met his future wife (the sister-in-law of the rector). His novel A Pair Of Blue Eyes describes this, as well as the countryside surrounding Boscastle. He also describes the cliffs in this area, which are the highest in Cornwall. After his wife's death, he returned to Boscastle, and wrote bittersweet love poems of the times with her in Poems 1912-1913.

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Upon arriving in Boscastle, we couldn't wait to go exploring. It didn't take us long before we were standing on the rugged shoreline, watching the evening sun begin to set. There is a rugged, untamed beauty on this coast, and I had the sense I was at one with the elements here ... .their timelessness as infinite as the depths of the soul.