Emma Woffenden

Details – WAVES OF CARE, a collective art work for TRIGGER 

Catherine Radosa

Campagne de Paris, paysage triangulaire (situation novembre 2021, Bernard Loup)
WAVES OF CARE, a collective art work for TRIGGER

Ruth Maclennan

Russkaya Banya, Ruth Maclennan, Albina Mokhryakov, Sofia Skidan WAVES OF CARE, a collective art work for TRIGGER

There are many rituals surrounding the Russian banya. As I was told it is just the place to bathe, in villages that used to have no running water. But it is also a place and time to take care of yourself and others. Beating each other with moistened venniki, often bunches of birch leaves, makes your skin tingle and increases the heat. The wooden house in the village I stayed in had two banyas (and no running water). There was a white banya (po belomu) where the wood-stove has a chimney, and an old-fashioned black banya (po chornomu) without a chimney where the smoke settles in the room and the soot cleans your skin.  The banya is also a place for foretelling the future. Sergei Kulikov, a historian I met recently, told me that the banya was traditionally seen as a profane, unclean place because of its pre-Christian, pagan associations with fortune-telling.  I made this film together with the artists Albina Mokhryakov and Sofia Skidan. 

Anne Dubos

WAVES OF CARE a collective artwork for TRIGGER.

The last person I cared about was my grand-mother.
The day she was sent to the hospice.
I did not care for her. I care about her.

How one can end up his/her life in such an impersonal place?
What brought an entire generation of humans to believe that was possible to erase olden days, older people, vulnerability?

I always wondered about what does it mean to be taken care of by strangers hands, when your life has been devoted to your family.
How could we do that to her?

I tried to help her escape.
I offered to stay with her at her place.

I was never heard.
And she complained to us: « I don’t want to stay here. How can you do that to me? You are my children?».

And I cried, silently.
And I feel ashamed.
I loved her.

Liza Dimbleby

Playing Shostakovich to Greenfield Park Care Home, Glasgow, August 2021
WAVES OF CARE, a collective art work for TRIGGER 
Thanks to Daisy Richardson for video footage

Letter from Glasgow: Waltz no 2. 

We used to play in pubs before the pandemic. Ten or twelve of us, some artists, a theatre worker, an academic, social worker and a psychologist. Now we are a touring band. We are quite in demand, at Care Homes and Hospital Departments, for ailments mental and physical. On Sunday we played our Christmas gig at the Neurological Rehabilitation Unit, at the biggest hospital in the city. The doors were opened wide on the small back garden and the sky above the helipad of the vast complex opposite was dense with rain that fell as a fine curtain and then more furiously as we played towards the distant figures in chairs and wheelchairs, looking out.

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Luise Schröder

Manuela Morgaine


It is said that Saint Nicholas resurrected three children, who had been murdered and pickled in brine by a butcher planning to sell them as pork during a famine. Coming back to life, one of the three sighed: “I thought I was in heaven!”

Aurelia Mihai

Aurelia Mihai LUPA – Traces of a Research II, 2014 – 2019
ERASE THE BORDERS a collective art work for Bienal Sur 2021 (Uruguay)

Ivana Vollaro

For Sudha
WAVES OF CARE a collective artwork for TRIGGER.

Dettie Flynn

Same Stars Shining on Sisters Heads
WAVES OF CARE, a collective art work for TRIGGER

Photograph & Audio

Château aux Ciel (Castle in the Sky) Champtoceaux 49 France