Through the lens of The Duke, rust breathes, shadows speak, and forgotten corners gleam. These photographs don’t pose, they whisper. Welcome to the still, strange beauty of the overlooked. Where every frame holds a story.
Get Nailed captures the unapologetic presence of rust, timber, and tension. Where nothing is polished, but everything holds. A moment of fixation, both literal and figurative. Proof that strength isn’t in shine - it’s in staying put.
Available in black & white and colour.
Rooted and rusted, Sail On captures the quiet resilience of things that hold fast. A mooring ring against the blur of open water, a reminder that not all strength needs to move. Some simply stay.
Snuggles finds warmth in the industrial. Two weathered buoys nestled like old friends in the belly of a working boat. Soft ropes, worn paint, and quiet companionship. Even the tough need somewhere to rest.
Sure Line traces the tender edge between certainty and surrender. A soft sweep of foam meets scattered shell and stone—impermanence written in monochrome. It’s where endings begin, and beginnings get quietly washed away.
Rusted, weathered, and unapologetically anchored, this is strength shaped by salt and time. A mooring point, yes, but also a memory, clinging quietly to the edge of the sea. Beauty doesn’t ask to be noticed. It just waits, quietly corroding into poetry.
The Bouy captures stillness mid-surrender. A single form adrift at the tide’s edge. Soft focus, sharp feeling. It speaks of being lost, found, and paused in between. Simplicity that somehow says everything. No wonder it’s one of the top sellers.
A dockside tangle of lines, rust, and repetition—Oh Bouy is a playful nod to the weight we carry and the vessels we load. Industrial, chaotic, and strangely tender. The mess makes it meaningful.
Shipping Bouy is a study in contrast. Industrial form meets pastel sky. Barnacled, battered, and piled high, these black buoys wear the ocean’s memory while resting under a sunset that doesn’t care where they’ve been. Beautifully indifferent.
A riot of rope and rust, Tie Me Up Tie Me Down binds softness to steel. Weathered textures clash and complement bold, colourful, and unashamedly tangled. Sometimes the knots are the story. Sometimes, they’re the point.
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