Digital Ubiquity

When you’re out riding and having to pedal to get down hill, you know it’s more than just a tad breezy. And it rained a little, particularly at the top of the hill in Woodcote. But it was mild, I was in good company with Jim, and as we were both saying, it’s too easy to stay in when going out’s the far better option.

Yes, the hills were a slog today and that strength wind makes the whole ride harder work than it might be, but there’s something about being outdoors that makes you feel alive in a way that’s unique. I’m not sure there’s a sum of money that I’d take if the deal was that I’d have to stay indoors thereafter.

With fast moving clouds and patches of blue sky, the light changes all the time. As we came to the top of Garson’s Hill, before dropping down to Ipsden, the view across the valley floor below include Didcot power station caught in the sun and today it didn’t look ugly. It looked impressive; striking. Bright in the light, it looked well balanced and it had a grace. I didn’t have a camera with me but that was a scene that merited recording.

I find myself increasingly wary of taking photos: there are just too many of them. With digital technology they’ve become ubiquitous. But scenes like today make you realise how few photos are anything other than snapshots – photographs as memories. There’s very little ‘painting with light’ going on.

Didcot Power Station

Didcot, but not on the day I wanted to photograph it.