Pulteney Bridge
From Bath to Penzance By Terry Windquist
Years ago, when we used film in our cameras and the dark rooms were our laboratories, I made a decision, the lasting influence of which touches my life and work to this day. I enrolled in a three-week study abroad from the University of Michigan called Photographing the Landscape in England. We were housed on campus at the University of Bath in private dorm rooms taking regular photography excursions throughout the South of England. We based out of The Royal Photographic Society in downtown Bath where we would meet for lectures, critiques and to develop images in the darkrooms. I arrived in London on a grey Monday morning after the seven-hour red-eye flight out of Detroit’s Metro Airport. I traveled to Bath and on to the University. After the long hours of travel, and finally having settled in, I decided to explore the campus and ride the city bus into town. I stepped off the bus in front of The Parade Gardens; it’s striking display of flowers presiding over the meandering waters of the River Avon. The Pulteney Bridge with its distinctive three circular arches stood quietly before me, just in view from the park.
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