La Concha faces due north, which is the most useful single fact in this catalogue: a whole bay in soft, even light from morning to evening, with no hour to avoid.
A north-facing bay never takes direct sun on its own face. What it gets instead is sky — a huge, even, slightly cool source that wraps rather than cuts, the same light a portrait photographer pays a great deal of money to build indoors. That is why La Concha photographs the way it does, and why a session here can start at eleven in the morning without apology while a session in Seville at the same hour cannot happen at all.
The city is also small and dense in a way that suits a ninety-minute session. The Parte Vieja, the bay, the Peine del Viento at the western end and the Zurriola surf beach on the other side of the river are all inside a two-kilometre walk, and they look like four different places. The one thing that governs everything is the Atlantic: rain roughly one day in three, and a swell that in autumn throws water fifteen metres up over the sea wall at Chillida’s sculptures, which is either the reason you came or the reason you are standing further back.