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The Revolution will be digitised

It’s pretty fun when you can re-live your digital youth and peer into the future all in the same day. Complete with a few happy snaps from an iPhone – here’s your chance to do the same.

The Digital Revolution is an exhibition at the Barbican Arts Centre in London, spanning the startlingly short timeframe between some of the first computer creations to today and glimpses of what is still to come. While we might baulk at some of our digital addictions – such as the 183 billion emails sent every day – who could fail to be enthralled by the seemingly limitless possibilities of it all. The first part of the exhibition looks at how it all began – with some memory-jogging moments like the early Apple Macs,

Memories are made of this - but only 128k worth

Memories are made of this – but only 128k worth

One of the first bytes from the Apple

One of the first bytes from the Apple

King Pong

King Pong

It looks so dated now - but what an amazing thing it was

It looks so dated now – but what an amazing thing it was

Remember Andy Warhol in 1985 making art with an Amiga 1000 and Debbie Harry, live on air.

Andy Warhol does Debbie!

Andy Warhol does Debbie!

And it wasn’t just artists making musicians into art, it was musicians making art into pop, when Dire Straits aired their ground-breaking video in 1985.

A lot of money and not for nothing

A lot of money and not for nothing

That partnership was brought right up to date by Will.i.am and Yuri Suzuki in the Pyramidi – making art and music together, with reconstructed musical instruments that looked like decorations, and an ever-changing face that followed your every movement – the photos don’t do it justice so do check out the website – it was pretty groovy!

Will.i.am and his music machine

Will.i.am and his music machine

Will.i.am in his blue period

Will.i.am in his blue period

Will.i.am's pyramid in the corner is a re-formed piano

Will.i.am’s pyramid in the corner is a re-formed piano

There were also a few historical surprises – did you know that the technology used in The Abyss became Photoshop? As the exhibition continues, so does the magnitude of digital development. A fascinating film from Tim Webber about the creation of Gravity tells of how it was  more than a year in pre-production rendering before they even brought a single actor into the studio. Indeed,  even in the end, the human part was literally a fraction of the actors involved.

The only thing not computer generated was Sandra Bullock's face… that's just enhanced!

The only thing not computer generated was Sandra Bullock’s face… that’s just enhanced!

Maybe one day soon this could be our reality

Maybe one day soon this could be our reality

What was once fable is now fabulous

What was once fable is now fabulous

Along the corridor and the digital mirror is held up to our faces – and this is how we look :Mosaic selfie

Get behind me Satans

Get behind me Satans

Daniel Rozin’s “Mirror No. 10”  which turns the viewer into almost an abstraction was a lot of fun, as was the freakish installation by Rafael Lozano-Hemmer – titles “The Year’s Midnight” .  After staring into a video image of yourself for a few seconds, smoke comes pouring from your eyes, regardless of which way you moved your head.

Smoke gets in your eyes

Smoke gets in your eyes

And if that isn’t enough, check out the birds in Chris Milk’s The Treachery of Sanctuary As you watch your shadow raise its arms, the circling birds swoop down and begin devouring you – fingers first – until you move along to the last screen where all childhood dreams come true and you really do get to grow wings and fly away – amazing!

The birds, the birds!

The birds, the birds!

Flap your wings and fly

Flap your wings and fly

Up,up and away

Up,up and away

Haven't we all wished we could do this at some time

Haven’t we all wished we could do this at some time

Other birds came alive when you called – on the telephone. The faces of some feathered friends were pasted onto old mobile phones and just one call from an even older style analogue phone was enough to bring them to life. It was pretty dark, so the pictures on their phones are better than the one on ours!   It was not all art – some was very sobering reality, such as the dronestagram – set up by journalist James Bridle to show US drone strikes in Afghanistan and Yemen – images that we rarely would see otherwise.

Droning and the right to know

Droning and the right to know

This is his take on technology: “History, like space, is co-produced by us and our technologies: those technologies include satellite mapping, social photo sharing from handheld devices, and fleets of flying death robots. We should engage with them at every level. These are just images of foreign landscapes, still; yet we have got better at immediacy and intimacy online: perhaps we can be better at empathy too.” The exhibition was enlightening, exciting, sobering and fascinating all in one. If you get a chance to see it in London or it comes to your town – don’t miss it.  

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Gypsy wagons, JCBs and joyrides

We’ve abandoned Chubby, our trusted tent once more and moved into a gypsy wagon, hand-built in traditional style and parked up next to a donkey in an apple orchard.

Our gypsy wagon

Our gypsy wagon

 

We’ve been staying in the orchard near the historic black and white village of Pembridge, with Andy (wagon-maker) and Archie (donkey). Pembridge is a classic “chocolate box” English village, with ancient dwellings, a local “shoppe” and three pubs!

Pembridge high street

Pembridge high street

Pembridge

Pembridge

Pembridge brown and white

Pembridge brown and white

Pembridge old house

Pembridge old house

 

It seemed appropriate in such a timeless place that Andy would have, amongst the many treasures in his barns, a restored Model T Ford which he kindly let my brother, Kevin and nephew, Charles take for a spin  when they dropped by for a visit.

Starting up the Model T

Starting up the Model T

Charles and Andy in the Model T

Charles and Andy in the Model T

Our wagon was one of a number in various states of restoration, and it was quite an experience to realise that this was how so many travellers before us had lived, as they roamed the highways and byways.

inside one of the wagons

inside one of the wagons

Wooden chests in the wagon

Wooden chests in the wagon

We spent sunny days helping Andy clear his yard – some jobs were harder than others!

Wagon's roll!

Wagon’s roll!

We also got to play with a few of his less elegant and romantic vehicles.

Howdy, digger!

Howdy, digger!

 

Geoff had never heard of a JCB before we arrived at the orchard – in Australia they are just called a digger or backhoe. By the time we left, he had brought a long-broken one back to life, just in time to show off his skills and for me to give it (and Andy) a whirl around the orchard!

Geoff and the JCB

Geoff and the JCB

Hauling old tree roots with the newly repaired digger

Hauling old tree roots with the newly repaired digger

Up, up and away

Up, up and away

 

We also got a chance to whirl a little higher, when Andy arranged for us to take a flight over the rolling hills of the Herefordshire countryside.

Us and our Piper Archer joyride

Us and our Piper Archer joyride

Geoff & Andy in the back of the plane

Geoff & Andy in the back of the plane

We both started learning to fly many years ago. The funds dried up long before the fun did and it was a real treat to be hands on the controls again.

Sara flying - the grin says it all!

Sara flying – the grin says it all!

Out on a wing

Out on a wing

Eyes front over the Wye Valley

Eyes front over the Wye Valley

 

We can’t sign off this blog without mentioning the lovely Archie.  Archie has the run of the orchard, and is very demanding in the head-rubbing department!

Archie in his dust bath

Archie in his dust bath

Archie's orchard

Archie’s orchard

Why the long face? Insufficient time spent rubbing his head, probably.

Why the long face? Insufficient time spent rubbing his head, probably.

 

Andy is a former goldsmith, turned great wagon and cabinet maker. Check out his luxury compost loos as well on his website! He often takes volunteer workers at his farm to give him some extra help, through schemes like Workaway and HelpX. These are great programmes which partner hosts looking for help on projects large and small – from an elderly lady wanting to decorate her front room, to organic farms and building projects – with helpers/travellers looking for new experiences, local insight, a bit of fun and maybe even a campfire.

The opportunities are worldwide – so if you are thinking of travelling and want to do it differently, try signing up to one of the schemes. You might be lucky enough to find an Andy and Archie along the way

Wheels on fire - our last night campfire.

Wheels on fire – our last night campfire.

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Gone gongoozling

We’ve become gongoozlers. 

It wasn’t painful, we had to drive more than 100 miles and it took more than an hour for it to happen, but it was really good!
We made our transformation at Foxton Locks – a unique series of ten stepped canal locks joining the Grand Union and Leicester canals.
Looking down Foxton Locks

Looking down Foxton Locks

Gongoozlers are the narrow boat equivalent of train spotters – hanging around on canal banks waiting for the craft to chug by. We hit gongoozle gold,  arriving just in time to watch one boat coming down the locks and another coming up. A wider central lock allows them to pass each other at the halfway point. Right of way belongs to whoever gets there first apparently!
One comes up as the other goes down

One comes up as the other goes down

The sluices are cranked opened at the red and white posts

The sluices are cranked opened at the red and white posts

The next lock is ready to be filled

The next lock is ready to be filled

The passing lock

The passing lock

Foxton Locks is a marvel of engineering, joining two canal systems which were separated by a 75ft/23m drop. With a well practised crew on board, to fast crank the sluices, steer the narrow boat through and then close the sluice behind them, the trip through the 10 locks can take around 45 minutes.  In the demanding industrial age, that was deemed too lengthy, and a massive steam-driven boat lift was built on the side of the locks. It could winch four boats at a time from top to bottom much faster, but sadly, still not fast enough to compete with the steam trains, less than two decades later – whose superior speed and capacity rendered the boat lift redundant and it was removed. Happily, the locks are still busy and host many narrow boats and even more gongoozlers every day.
It is a tight fit for the narrow boats

It is a tight fit for the narrow boats

Going under the bridge into the canal

Going under the bridge into the canal

Foxton Locks can be a busy little intersection

Foxton Locks can be a busy little intersection

Geoff closing the last of the Foxton Locks

Geoff closing the last of the Foxton Locks

Foxton Locks is now a grade 1 listed structured – deemed to be so historically and architecturally important that it is fully protected. It is only used for pleasure these days, but it is still a real sight to see. We would not have known about this fascinating place if it had not been for a fellow traveller – Rachel Kerr – with whom we had swapped travel tips with in a carpark in the Lake District  a few weeks ago – thanks again Rachel.

We stayed not far from the Locks at Barford Top,  a livery yard and small campsite run by the lovely Wendy and Maurice. They gave us the most generous, cheery and chatty welcome to their home atop a hill, with spectacular views across the valleys.

White horse in the field

White horse in the field

Cows in the fields

Cows in the fields

The summery evenings were punctuated with lowing cattle, bleating sheep, the occasional burping horse chewing on the fence and the sound of our own voices – bliss.
White horse at sunset

White horse at sunset

Tractor at sunset

Tractor at sunset

Geoff and the barbeque

Geoff and the barbeque

The misty morning changed the outlook entirely, but was equally beautiful.
Misty morning across the valley

Misty morning across the valley

Spiders web and tractor

Spiders web and tractor

We headed off to visit friends in Wales, but took a detour to do one more thing that is as quintessentially English as bucolic country scenes and brilliant engineering feats – a row on the river at Oxford.
Beware crazy Italians on punts

Beware crazy Italians on punts

Getting spoiled!

Getting spoiled!

Heading under the final bridge

Heading under the final bridge

That was quite a work out

That was quite a work out

Coming next – even more Englishness in one of the country’s most famous “black and white” villages, living in gypsy wagons and flying high over Hereford. Stay tuned!