WildCamera Fine Art Photography
Hello and welcome to the WildCamera website. My name is Kevin Hill and I’m a British fine art photographer based in the New Forest on England's southern coast.
How an image is displayed is as important to me as why the image was created in the first place. A beautiful image shown in a beautiful way simply enhances the viewing experience. My images are presented on some of the most innovative, stylish and exquisite materials available. My aim is to create fabulous vibrant wall art products to hang in that "just right spot" for countless years of enjoyment.
All WildCamera images can be purchased through this site as beautiful wall art products in a range of styles, sizes and formats.
Of the Sea
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Kevin's WildCamera Words
Sat, 12 Apr 2014 01:46:59 +0000The Little NotebookRaging gales ravish this once green and pleasant land. Trees topple in the wind’s wake, heavy bows bend and break and leaves are lost to another place. Along this twisted path I run, run as fast as I can to escape the wind’s murderous wrath. I see a stand of trees up a head, and […]
Sat, 05 Apr 2014 00:36:39 +0000The Ragged RidgeBalanced on black rocks high in the sky I quietly watch scattered clouds drift lazily by and wonder what it would be like to jump into the void and learn how to fly. Tightly, I grip onto this thin and precarious ledge then look over its sharp and perilous edge. Nothing but fear and death […]
Sat, 29 Mar 2014 01:51:47 +0000Back to the SeaSummer is on its way, the clocks change and crashing waves shatter time and set me free. One full year I’ve hidden in these rocks but now is the time to rattle the bolts and smash the locks. I slip silently into the cold emerald sea and leave only a trace. Across the shallows to […]
Sat, 22 Mar 2014 01:16:13 +0000EchoesToo long have I have lingered at the end of the day in this curious forest place. Now with haste I must rush to unite with the last of the fading light before the arrival of the cruel and terrible night. Ripping and tearing the air through which I speed, I have no time left […]
Sat, 15 Mar 2014 00:52:01 +0000The Arrival of SpringA silent symphony surrounds me and winters wrath is all but shed. Whipping wind and punishing rain have now fled this place and I shake my branches in delight. From this uncrowded place I watch the sun surrender the day and I know within that life through this warming forest will be spread this night. […]