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…
Amai Chii?
#Lockdown conversations with self #reflections #march #april #may 2020 Amai chii? My mother tongue Shona: English translation: who/what is motherhood? The state of being mom, mother. What is that? What is it without a father, fathering the children? Is mothering, mothering, without fathering? Are single mothers both father and mother for real, for real? Or…
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
Urikuendepi?
Urikuendepi? I jumped! Kusvetuka Urikuendepi? I jumped! Kusvetuka 5 year plan 10 year plan 25 years from now Where do you see yourself Whats your address What is the name of the company The project Limited Limited by guarantee Charity Commercial Non commercial Urikuendepi? Urikuendepi? There is the plan and there is the PLAN….
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…
About
About the elephant within The elephant without The elephant in the room… ABOUT Teach them about race About love About patience About peace About crisis About patience About love About the system About disparities About relationships About faith About hope About love About About About About About pulling my ears off the floor …
I see God
I see God in the nothingness empty see through warmth worming its way through intricacies of veins squishy lungs rhythmic machine named heart In the in and out blending, this atmospheric nothingness dancing in synergy, then swoosh back in I see God I see God brain exploding full to the brim pulsating with???!!! with screams…
The artist and the prof 