Landscape & Performance between Lockdowns - 2020/21
Albion Fields is ancient grazing land on the gentler slopes of the west cliff of the city of Lincoln. Investigation into collaboration and exchange with human and non-human processes is ongoing.
Human and non-human are subject to forces and processes. Each has the capacity to damage the other and be damaged. In exposing mutual vulnerabilities, connections between human and non-human become palpable and the dominant form, human, is defamiliarised. It is through these ponderable relationships that we are able to make the shift from looking to seeing. What comes to matter in this work is a shared sense of vulnerability.
Quietly unyielding with deep-rooted imperative,
acres of willow herb close-in to softly to map the gentle body of the hill hiding its damp earth layer.
Unseen for 'as long as anyone can remember' earth remains notknown.
Straining body and breath to the inescapable drone of anxiety.
An alien land. An unfamiliar view. A dislocating, nebulous sense of danger.
Gravity is personal, natural and cosmic: an undiscriminating and
relentless force working within all things without judgement.
Anxiety is politicising: restricting and controlling.
Courage and subtlety are futile.