Fading Memory on Three Wheels

This candid shot, captured on the streets of Newquay, is deliberately blurred and out of focus — yet that imperfection is exactly what makes it powerful.

A man on a trike glides through the frame like a fleeting thought: sharp enough to recognise, soft enough to feel distant. The bustling pavement, the passing strangers, the everyday rhythm of the town — all dissolve into a warm, hazy glow.

It’s a visual metaphor for how memories work. We don’t remember moments with perfect clarity; we remember the feeling, the movement, the atmosphere. Details slip away, colours soften, edges blur… but the essence remains.

A passing memory gradually fading, yet still somehow vivid in the mind’s eye.