When the storm approaches Bend like the trees You are strong Resilient Flexible And you will survive You will be different A little bent out of shape But beautiful In a different way When the storm arrives Lean into the loneliness The unknown spaces The fear For if you resist And try to fight it…
Author: Migration researcher - writer - policy analyst
I can’t breathe
No puc respirar መተንፈስ አልችልም Non riesco a respirare Je ne peux pas respirer আমি শ্বাস নিতে পারি না Handigoni kufema لا استطيع التنفس Ba zan iya numfashi ba Hindi ako makahinga Não consigo respirar 我無法呼吸 Ez nikarim nekevim Nko le simi
Happiness in the accident
Back in November 2018 I made a pot. It was a big pot, formed of clay moulded over a bowl, intended as a home for a large Philodendron to be hung from the ceiling of my house. But work, travel and more latterly COVID-19 got in the way. The pot was fired and sat in…
Cracked but not broken
We are all cracked, damaged in some way by the experiences of our past. Our experiences of hurt, pain and fear shape who we are and our relationships with others. Some of these cracks run deep, fracturing our sense of self. Some are caused by experiences beyond our control…the unexpected death of a close friend,…
Making me
As a privileged white academic I have benefited hugely from the time and space afforded by the COVID-19 lockdown. Whilst the demands of my work have continued – and in some ways increased in unexpected ways due to the pandemic – I have also been released from the relentless travel which had come to dominate…
Ways of working
When we first started working together we didn’t actually have a concrete plan as to how the project would evolve. We knew we wanted to work together. We knew we had things to say. But we didn’t really know each other. And we had never worked together before. So we trusted our instincts and started…
About the project
‘The artist and the professor, the mother and the wife’ began in the middle of May 2020, mid-way through the COVID-19 lockdowns in the UK and Italy where we live. The initial phase of the project was completed at the end of July 2020. The fact that this collaboration happened at all was, like so…
Inside out
Wordsmith: Heaven Crawley Photographer: Heaven Crawley
Dappled light
I stop and take a breath In the cool dappled light of the trees The darkness has enveloped me for so long Sucking at the joy Creeping into the light spaces Reminding me ‘I am here’ ‘I will not leave you’ And then the brightness arrived The lightness The light Strong Clear Shining hope into…