Sizewell from Minsmere

Sizewell from Minsmere (oil on canvas 30cm x 90cm)

Here we are, at a soft edge of the world, a liminal zone of controlled wildness, where life is played out to a soundtrack of bird calls accompanied by the breeze whispering through the reeds. The sun's going down, but when it's gone, the nuclear power station will still be there, guarding the scrapes like an ever-watchful nurse, a provider of comfort, a giver of energy and a bringer of destruction.

I've never been convinced by nuclear power, and I don't think it's the magic answer to our energy problems and dwindling resources of fossil fuels. But I do think there's something strangely beautiful about a lot of nuclear power stations (and power stations in general).

Maybe it's to do with the fact that they are often situated in strangely beautiful locations..?