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AUTUMN 2020


19.10.20 - 09.11.20 / ARCHIVES
CURATED BY MARYAM ARSHAD







Though our inaugural exhibition is small, each piece is profound in capturing so lyrically the connection between the environment and its surroundings. Overconsumption, environmental degradation, waste and the human connection to the environment are all eloquently addressed through the words and art of these artists. We want to extend our gratitude to the artists who have trusted us to showcase their work and to those of you who have supported our inaugural exhibition. EDITORS NOTE


LESLEY COOKE / Earth Rise
KRISTA GURCKA / The Other Side
LUCY HULTON / funeral meal, Survival of the richest
MEGHA NAYAR / A Diluted Destiny
MOLLY ELLEN PEARSON / Excerpts from σπαραγµός: centos for the apocalypse
ZARNAB TUFAIL / the time i saved the race
SARAH WHEATLEY / on seeing our reflection on the Ocean
JACY ZHANG / greenland (Cover)
CONTRIBUTORS





GREENLAND

BY JACY ZHANG


Beyond the highlighted textures and ironic title, the abstract shapes aim to raise questions about how countries and continents – through their resource consumption – impact the oceans, vegetation and planet at large.


Jacy Zhang hopes to spend her life spreading beauty through photography, writing, music and dance.

COLLEGE PARK, MARYLAND.




FUNERAL MEAL

BY LUCY HULTON


The visual poem funeral meal highlights the severity of food waste, pollution and animal cruelty in the food industries – using a typewriter onto a collage of found receipts.  





SURVIVAL OF THE RICHEST


The artwork Survival of the richest aims to bring relevance to the waste produced by large companies, and emphasise how difficult it is for people on a low-income to live ‘zero-waste’. Companies often package their value foods in multiple layers of plastic, resulting in consumption which leads to higher waste and a blame for not living ‘low-waste’. Furthermore, large supermarkets often throw away tons of consumable vegetables, fruit and bread. Corporations put profit before people; corporations put profit before the environment. Aptly titled Survival of the richest, this piece is a collage of found receipts and reduction/out of stock labels from a local supermarket, with typewritten words also featuring.


Lucy Hulton is an MA student in creative writing at the University of Salford; she has an interest in visual and experimental forms.

FUNERAL MEAL.



SURVIVAL OF THE RICHEST.





THE OTHER SIDE

BY KRISTA GURCKA


Part of the infamous 'Ring of Fire', two of the most active volcanoes in Indonesia 'Mount Bromo' and the 'Ijen Crater' face heavy tourism, a declining environmental state, pressures on sustainability and a threat to the health and safety of locals. This photo series documents and depicts the complex situation between tourism and the current politics of the locals who work within this industry, making a living through life threatening tasks.
INDONESIA, 2019-2020.





THE TIME I SAVED A RACE

BY ZARNAB TUFAIL


A short, bittersweet and almost haunting poem which indeed sits you face to face with the state of the environment around us.


Zarnab Tufail is a 19-year old Woman of Colour from Lahore, Pakistan who is the co-founder of The Walled City Journal and a pasta enthusiast.
finally my sadness and i sit face-to-face
her nervous hands rest in her lap
i am looking everywhere but her
she delivers ‘…’ *silence*
and i receive my heart drop in fallen dreams
breathing last shots of oxygen before turning into air
evaporating like carcinogens and ending civilisations.
my sadness and i sit face-to-face
but i’m scared of destroying the human kind,
i get up & sprint away.





EARTH RISE

BY LESLEY COOKE


Amidst climate breakdown, is the world coming to an end? Or is it possible that a rebirth is on the way?


Lesley has had several poems published in the last year, including at Words for the Wild.
“What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls a butterfly.” Richard Bach

This acquamarine world,
anchored loosely to a branch of space,
a sapphire earring cool and still,
a pupa.

Beneath a fragile carapace
furies are at work,
caspases in a chrysalis:
our caterpillar life is dissolving
into glue.

But rebel cells emerge,
suppressed by ease and prosperity.
Genetic code for a new systemic order,
a global butterfly.

Visionaries multiplying fast,
build legs and eyes and wings.
As particles collide and self-destruct,
fresh energy is born.

When a new and iridescent world takes form,
energised by all that went before,
we’ll find there’s been no waste:
it has consumed the past as fuel,
and flown.





ON SEEING THE REFLECTION ON THE OCEAN

BY SARAH WHEATLEY


Originally written as a spoken word poem, this piece attempts to highlight how the choices we make are destroying the oceans and the lives of the creatures that live within them, around them and who depend on them.


Poet, artist and writer who adores every creature on earth, and since the age of eleven has not eaten a single one of them.
~~on seeing our reflection on the Ocean~~

~~you cannot see your reflection on the Ocean~~the wind and waves cause an endlessly changing surface~~like a million tiny mirror fragments constantly moving ~~never truly reflecting the World~~a face~~an echo of us~~

~~we consumers consume and assume~~the Ocean wants a share of our throwaway~~ castaway lives~~out of our virtuous hands~~pour disposable cups and aluminium cans  ~~we are gods from above~~ we love to bestow our superfluous lifestyle props~~ like a drop in the Ocean~~ then another~~and another~~and repeat~~

~~we watch from our luxury cruise liner as~~ Whale and Turtle and Seal~~ are robed in the current fashion fads~~wearing capes styled from 5p supermarket bags ~~accessorised by a four pack plastic ring~~which can be worn as a necklace or a belt ~~and our hearts melt ~~as the Ocean tide retreats~~to reveal Dolphin~~resplendent in the finest ghost net hide~~

~~we overfish and overfish and overfish~~so we can have a little fishy on a little dishy for our tea**~~sighing as we hear the seabirds cry~~for we fear for our ice cream and our fish and our chips~~don’t be scared~~haven’t you heard~~we are safe as they wear our cast off PPE~~

~~we have become modern day narcissists~~a trait of humankind~~ we let the threads of other habitats and lives unravel~~ as we travel through the Ocean and the World~~

~~we see our lives reflected on the Ocean~~cigarettes and bottle lids cause an  endlessly changing surface~~like a million tiny plastic fragments constantly moving ~~reflecting the World~~a face~~an echo of us~~

**~~free inside~~microplastics now included~~**





EXCERPTS FROM  σπαραγµός: CENTOS FOR THE APOCALYPSE

BY MOLLY ELLEN PEARSON


In 2014, McDonalds confirmed that each of their burgers contains ‘meat from more than 100 cattle’. A cento (from the Latin ‘one hundred’) is a poem that consists of lines taken from existing literary texts fused to form a whole. σπαραγµός (pronounced sparagmos) is the ritual tearing of a body to pieces. This piece highlights the environmental damage caused by the beef and diary industries.


Molly Ellen Pearson is a poet. Recent work has been published by Magma, Prototype and Datableed. Her forthcoming pamphlet HYDRA will be published by Marble Poetry.
I give away comfort to get it back
I have nothing to do with explosions
The visions coalsce and become uncontrollable flesh
In a state of actual pleasure
Needless to say, I am already very anxious
My teeth have begun to fall out
It seems the desire for revenge is always present
Cells which split and glitch
A real and alien kind of saying
I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth
Mosquitoes definitely exist
I am beginning these notes without waiting for your answer

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Perhaps new forms of being require new forms of relationship
I took a three-foot chunk of two-inch diameter pipe…
It was impartial
A series of stylised positions
Derived from an approximately normal person.
Life screams at death
The row of small white beds, the technical realm of hygiene
Smoke-stacks and antennae crown the cities
Tall insane skyscrapers
Flamboyant birds and animals and temporary blooming flower spans
Flaps of fresh sow’s peritoneum ready cut to the proper size

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Translation, in this case, seems fairly straightforward
Seed case, chrysalis, uterus, endless manufacturing
Wrapped stacks of Styrofoam cups in the grocery





EXCERPTS FROM A DILUTED DESTINY

BY MEGHA NAYAR


This excerpt is from a short story of a fictional dystopian future, loosely based on the real life case of the Kala Dera village in Rajasthan, India. Hindustan Coca-Cola Beverages commenced operations in the area in 1999, their production activity caused the ground-water table to plummet significantly, and prompted widespread protests. The plant was eventually shut down in 2016. The full story won the ‘Young Writers of the Earth’ contest in 2013.


Megha Nayar is an India-based language coach and fiction writer. She teaches English and French, and directs her experiences of the world into short stories.
Water scarcity is stuff of legend in Kamalapur, a sleepy little village in northern India. By now, even outsiders know that the arrival of water from the village tap, even if only a few drops, is a historic event. This moment occurs once in ten days or so, eliciting the kind of euphoria that would put war victories to shame. For those fleeting few minutes, all conflict is forgotten, all differences set aside. The excitement never lasts very long though – there usually is just enough for each family to fill a few pots each, before the supply dries up. But during those few minutes, when the tap gurgles with water, the village suddenly puts on a festive character that is conspicuously absent otherwise.