Showing posts with label Black Country. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black Country. Show all posts

Monday, 23 January 2012

Savage Messiah: ---Black Country. Scorched circles on the dead gro...



Laura Oldfield Ford is a Leeds-exile who wanders the back passages of darkest East London from her Hackney base and draws images and takes notes recording impressions, memories meanings in the real landscape we live in... I can vouch for it as a represntation of my landscape. BUT NOW she's ventured up to WALSALL! Blimey, you just don't get folk going to the Black Country. "Anyroadup she ay arf bad - in fact the wench con drawer and 'er knows 'er stuff. Psychogrography that's the Black Country if ever I heard it... "
Her Blog says
Savage Messiah: ---Black Country. Scorched circles on the dead gro...: Allow but a little consciousness.
 To be conscious is not to be in time
 But only in time can the moment in the rose-garden, 
The mo...

And you can hear the wench chat  on Saturday 25 February 2011, 2pm at
http://www.thenewartgallerywalsall.org.uk/whats-on/exhibition/there-is-a-place
Join Laura Oldfield Ford as she discusses her new work inspired by her walks or 'drifts' in and around Walsall and presents an alternative view of the town.   

Sunday, 17 July 2011

West Midlands "Heart of Landscape" and London?

An interesting example of attempts to implement the European Landscape convention is the West Midlands Heart of Landscape website , which facilitates public participation in landscape policies by allowing folk to highlight aspects that they like. There's also a "Heart of Landscape" booklet  to accompany the website and provide policy background.

Where are the opportunities for Londoners to express their priorities about the London Landscape?  Are not the 7million+ Londoners denied their treaty-rights to participate in Landscape Policies, by law? and mightn't this be actionable by court action in Europe?  London better get it's act together.

Meanwhile, Laura Oldfield Ford's Psychogeographic Blog provides one of the few inciteful commentaries on the London Landscape