Fuel For Thought.

I've always been oddly allured to Gas Stations. They're emblems of modern day society - symbols of power, figures for uniformity, representations of retailing extortion and all in-all ominous insignias.

They're perfect for an artistic eye in photography, but I've never really had the opportunity to capture one properly; so I relished this opportunity when I so happened to be walking past one late at night with my camera. I think the most intriguing thing about them is their devoid sense of time or place. In the 60 or so years since their formation they have hardly changed design at all. Looking at this photo too, you couldn't really tell if this were in South Oxhey or South Tennesse. Bar the occasional quirky design, gas stations are not geographically distinct in design. One size fits all, a motto for the modern world.

But I think most of all, they're the perfect example of ignorance. In contemporary culture Gas Stations are quite literally the lifelines of an on the go society. Without them, civilisation would fail for we are too heavily dependant upon them. I mean, could you imagine leading your day-to-day life not dependant upon fuel? It's a quickly depleting resource we still invest far too much of our dependancy on. It's all too easy to carry on consuming and not consider the consequences.

But, of course, there are people out there who are cottoning on to the fact fuel is not our future. Through the power of initiative we are, slowly, transitioning to alternative power sources. Which begs the question, with such an abundance of gas-stations across the globe, what does their future hold when they become obsolete? If we progress past the point of reliance on fossil fuels, these icons of modernity shall soon become symbols of past asininity. We all know really that when we look back we'll see our dependency on fuel as nothing short of foolish.