Michelle Deignan Ana Mendes Catherine Radosa Liza Dimbleby Letter from Glasgow: Glasgow Street For fifteen months I have been circling this small perimeter of the neighbourhood, finding spaces from which to take off into other imagined worlds. Overgrown gardens, back lanes, rooftops and windows become wide open fields, strange lands, remote castles and inviting […]
Sudha Padmaja Francis As a child, I went to places with my family, every vacation, almost always in a train. I remember the sleepless nights on the long train journeys, travelling to Goa, Maharashtra. Andhra Pradesh, Tamil Nadu… Brown trains became blue trains. The smell inside trains; something which we took home invariably. We wouldn’t […]
Sudha Padmaja Francis Ruth Maclennan This little stone Tulsi (basil) shrine used to stand in a beautiful garden on the shore of the Paglachandi lake in West Bengal. Tulsi is a goddess. The shrine was washed away in a flood. Marigolds suggest sun and warmth. I photographed these in a little front garden near […]
SE Barnet Liza Dimbleby POSTCARDS TO GLASGOW (III): HOPING This week’s postcards come from Oxford, London, Berlin and Moscow. I’ve allowed myself two postcards from the top floor flat on Malaya Bronnaya street in Moscow, where my friend Masha has lived for nearly forty years. One was an Easter card showing the kitchen table and […]
Kyoko Kasuya Natalia Smolianskaia Depuis un an et demi je lis le carnet intime de ma mère. Elle s’en est allée il y a maintenant presque quatre ans et a écrit dans son testament qu’elle me laissait ses carnets qu’elle avait écrits entre juin 1939 et 1947, je ne les avais jamais vus avant. Il […]
Michelle Deignan Aurelia Mihai Liza Dimbleby Anne Brunswic Les masses Durant les meetings, nous n’avions qu’à nous tenir debout sagement, nous n’étions même pas tenus d’applaudir. Le tintamarre de la propagande me berçait. J’imaginais les jouets en bois que je fabriquerais pour les enfants, je dessinais un collier de baisers au cou de ma colombe. […]
SE Barnet Ivana Vollaro Ruth Maclennan Manuela Morgaine I grow my salads while waiting you grow your salads while waiting he/she grows his/her salads while waiting we grow our salads while waiting you grow your salads while waiting they grow their salads while waiting i conjugate the present with the future Dettie Flynn Liza Dimbleby […]
Natacha Nisic Liza Dimbleby The puzzle of my days is more important than the puzzle of my dreams, for you should understand that there’s no dream puzzle, but rather the puzzle itself, the puzzle of days, the undetectable chaos of reality that tries to articulate itself in a dream, which sometimes in a composition brilliantly […]
Katja Stuke Ivana Vollaro Catalina Swinburn Manuela Morgaine Dettie Flynn Catherine Radosa Emma Woffenden In 1999 I exhibited two glass sculptures on tables inside a circular white plastic screen. One was a solid glass casting, a simplified human trunk, an arched spine and pelvis cut off where the legs and head normally continue. On the […]
Anne Brunswic Maithili Bavkar Natacha Nisic Saviya Lopes The Matriarchs “The Tereza I know” (Photographic Series), 2020The MatriarchsThey followed Matrifocality.They were fierce.They were outrageous, audacious and courageous.They were committed;Committed to the survival and wholeness of entire people/community. They loved music. They loved to dance. They loved their spirits. They loved food. They loved their struggle. They loved themselves and other women. They loved Love.They […]