Wednesday, 11 February 2015

Images Of Water That Chill Me To The Bone...

So there is a common theme that you will notice. Here's a bunch of iconic imagery that has always made me fearful and presented a sense of dread...

First up (and this isn't the best view because it's the one with the dumping stack that really does it for me, but you at least get the idea) we have Blackhall Colliery as featured in Get Carter. The bleak, black sight of the dumping conveyor against the grey north-east skyline and the cold iron expanse of sea...




Second, we have possibly the image that chills me the most - which is ridiculous when you think what it is - the Thames TV icon from the 70's and 80's that used to rise up from the base of the TV screen when certain programs were about to start. The idea of a sudden apocalyptic flooding of London in which only the iconic buildings were still above sea level and I was poised to fall into the murky depths was the stuff of nightmares. For some reason it seemed that there had been an oil spill in and around the Docklands (again my mind is far too active)...



So we're now approaching full horror mode. Though a Bond film from an era when Bond films were partially comedy films owing to Roger Moore, this model of the Atlantis sea station rising from the sea gave me the fear. And when Bond jetted out on that ski-thing towards it and the camera panned in on it's horrible spider-like legs standing as an ominous monolith against the vastness of the ocean I felt terror. Sheer terror...



Fourth on the list is a more universal image, taken straight from a book I constantly used to read on one of the biggest discoveries of the twentieth century - Ballard's Titanic project in the 1980's. It was the portrait of the final moments of the Titanic's sinking that I maintained fixation on - once more the sheer sight of such an enormous object sat against the even more infinite canvass of black sky and frozen black ocean before disappearing into the two mile oblivion beneath. Horror of horrors...



Finally (and this is a new one) - I used to have a morbid fear that led to nightmares stemming from pictures of sea lions in a zoo pool in a long-since lost Ladybird book. This image below is the nearest equivalent of this - the independence of sea-life, a huge creature lurking beneath he water, itself dwarfed by the mass of water in its endless void...




Notice the common theme? Water. Ocean. Sea. Huge objects that are themselves lost against the water. They terrify me.