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I am very interested in Infra Red photography and the haunting images it provides once converted to black and white |
Engine Punk began as a means of promoting my writing but this blog has grown a life of its own. The Vintage Things and Fire Drakes that I've happened across are noteworthy and I want to share my enthusiasm about them at a very personal level.
Engine Punk is also a record of my low budget motorsport activities. There have been so many of them, they become a blur, a blur not through speed but from confused memories over a surprising length of time.
I discovered across the Pontsarn viaduct one frosty moonlit night, appearing across the valley as I crested the hill. Actually, it was late summer but you get the picture. |
There's a Mad Max steam punk element to Engine Punk. This is Wasp at Wiscombe Park in 2012. I read Specials by John Bolster and loved the stories of the home made Shelsley specials. Some cracking examples turn up at VSCC events such as the Hall-Scott Austin and the Salamander special. |
Recent discussions with friends, neighbours and mates in the motor trade have highlighted the disposability of modern vehicles. Engine Punk is about DIY sustainable motoring. It's subversive and rails against today's designed obsolescence.
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Piles of gearboxes in a Cornish scrapyard become a kind of art, treasures among the rubbish that degrade, performance art that changes over time. |
Cars seem to be disposable life style items, marketed to consumers that say something about you as a person. I like them to be so interesting and fascinating I feel motivated to maintain their use in perpetuity.
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My interest in motorcycles goes back a long way. |
Motorbikes seem to be unnecessarily complicated and growing farther away from the engine on wheels feeling that I found appealing in the first place.
Bill Bennett in his MG on Simms in the 1996 Exeter Trial. |
Over many years I have marshalled on motorsport events in the west country. Some of the photos I took are now of historic interest. Those times seem like only yesterday to me.
I also like benign neglect and am fascinated by industrial archaeology. Growing up in Cornwall I couldn't avoid it. I played around mineshafts and ruins and toxic waste. People from the local towns used to dump old cars in quarries or simply by the side of the road. I frequented scrapyards for my projects and found all sorts of treasure.
I remember stumbling across a motorcycle frame in a wood with saplings growing up through it. I found a serial number and when I got home I looked it up in reference books (this was before the internet) and found out it was for an Ariel 500 twin, the proper Ariel design by Val Page. I couldn't return for some time and when did it had gone. So had the Austin 18 and Austin 20 next to it, by the way.
On another walk with my parents, I came across a pre-war MG sports car in a field and my dad began to share my boyish enthusiasm. Many, many years later I went back and found its axles. I hope the rest of it was saved by other enthusiasts.
You can tell a lot about a civilisation from what it discards and I wanted to save all these old things. Preserving our motoring heritage is also good for the environment.
Present day vehicles don't interest me. They are too lumpen and complicated. They are not meant to be repaired. I reckon there's a cut off point around the turn of the millenium after which no car or bike is worth getting excited about or is capable of being used much after its warranty runs out.
I am willing to be persuaded on that point. In fact, I'd be delighted but doubt it will happen.
Along the way I've snapped some examples of the sort of things that intrigue me.
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Rolling sculpture |
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