I remain very cautious about positioning my weekend recreation as aesthetic practice. But of course it all depends upon what you do with it. And there is probably nothing wrong with employing artistic strategies to reflect upon my various stupid pursuits – just as my stupid pursuits help me reflect upon additional aesthetic possibilities.
Anyway, I rode my motorbike up to Otford today and ran my usual track to the top of the northern Garie headland and back. I took photos along the way, mainly at 20 minute intervals, but at the turn around point I took three images at shorter intervals. Then I put the images together as a grid and scribbled over the top my rough memory of the cumulative time at which each image was taken.
And I have the simpler start/finish image as well.
