Factory Landscape V McGarvey cc-by 2024
So it's Monday morning. Monday morning has become generally a faffing about morning, since I have stopped working. Dictionary definitions generally say this is doing things in a disorganised way and not achieving much. You cannot argue with that really, and is that a bad thing in this overly exerted world. I have written this blog and I see that as an achievement, so more accurately I'm fa-ing not faffing, but a mere technicality I suppose. I feel a bit like my car revving in the driveway when I am trying to charge its battery because I cannot be bothered to drive it, but I don't see that as totally pointless.
Back to my faffing blog. I took this "Factory Landscape" photo yesterday on one of our walks along the Trent and Mersey canal near us. This is the back of Cauldon Locks (serviced offices) previously a factory, in Eturia Stoke-on-Trent looking west, at sunset. I like the way its brutal simplicity is framed by wild scrub, and graffiti. This picturesque bleak winter scene could be anywhere in industrialised Northern Europe. I sometimes think about tunes I would match to images, a bit like a tasting menu and wine, "What soundtrack would have to accompany this image?" "A Forest by The Cure" I say, and on comes A Forest. Now for my mid-morning coffee and biscuit, and progressive weekly productivity.