Killip's work is confrontational, at times dark, and always challenging. The bleak landscape of the North East of England becomes an extension of its human subjects, underscoring the harshness of their lives.
Seacoal is about a tightly-knit community of families who scavenged the beaches at Lynemouth for coal that washed ashore from dumped mine tailings. The people worked in an uneasy, semi-legal relationship to the mine and property owners and the local authorities, and were suspicious of outsiders and meddlers.
Killip is intrusive, an `outsider' looking in, and his terse introduction tells a gripping story in only three pages of his repeated attempts to photograph at the beach as part of his documentary project of the Newcastle area, only to be attacked and run off each time, and how he finally confronted the men in their local pub and managed, with the help of one man who had encountered him before, to gain their trust and acceptance.
The photographs are provocative, the narrative compelling.