12 Nov 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-11-12 10:36:22

I absorb Marclay over time. Dipping in and out of his Clock as opportunities arise. How long did Maya and I queue in New York? Massing hours in pursuit of time’s totality.  Whereas artists such as Douglas Gordon famously explored duration through the slowing down of cinematic flow almost to the point of stillness, Marclay […]

09 Nov 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-11-09 07:56:21

A walk between two people in four parts over the course of one day. A combination of the texts and photographs of Blake Morris and Andrew Howe. A walk authored together. i.) performance Chimney Obscures Plane DSB – Waiting Turns A dog down by the river bank scrabbles in fallen leaves Leaving a deposit for […]

24 Oct 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-10-24 13:55:39

Stones have a long memory. Our last meeting unexpected, history links us as we walk the quiet predawn streets of London. We are transported. Together we speak of stones. Rainy Day Women drifting over the Brooklyn Bridge. A Full English. Memorials. Buildings. Bridges. Death dates. A faint hum of suicide. Twelve types of British stone. If these stones could […]

20 Oct 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-10-20 16:48:50

A transitional moment. Brooklyn ‘misty and gray, with one tree out of a hundred to show fall colors.’ London cold and rainy, the summer’s heat wave a distant memory. A heath in London, a hill in Brooklyn.   The mountain will not come to me. Or perhaps it’s just ‘moving at mountain speed’. Molly Mullen Brett […]

09 Oct 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-10-09 17:32:37

To begin with I didn’t know how to walk. I was able to learn to balance. Able to navigate the world on two feet. To engage in a series of tiny falls. The consequences of misjudged falls change. They grow with us.   London is designed for a particular type of body. A body able to […]

05 Oct 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-10-05 07:55:52

Meeting for the first time on a long walk strangers quickly become friends. Red: the colour of infrastructure. Investigating how beauty moves. Invisible oppositions: bird watchers and dog walkers. It depends on what you’re looking for. Silence: wind blowing, bird calls, pavement impact. It depends on what you’re listening for. Invitation: barefoot yoga in the park. […]

21 Sep 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-09-21 15:52:47

In London, Alisa and I began by walking to The Street. This is not, however, the street of Jane Jacobs, a messy entanglement of urban experience; rather it was the corporate street of Westfields Stratford City, Europe’s largest mall. This simulacrum of the street is a space of global consumption. New York’s Shake Shack pushing […]

14 Sep 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-09-14 05:04:50

In February I walked in circles around the ArcelorMittal Orbit in Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park. This week I walked there in a straight line, transecting East London on a journey through my usual stomping grounds. I took pictures every five minutes facing north. And every five minutes facing south. To truly engage in transecting, the route will […]

23 Aug 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-08-23 06:49:02

Last week a worldwide Chip Walk. Canada, England and Greece, all walking together. Radical Stroud embarked on a poetic chip shop hop. They walked on the 199th anniversary of the Peterloo Massacre, their chips wrapped in Oliver Lomax’s poem commemorating the tragedy. In Bethnal Green rapid gentrification made chippies almost impossible to find. As the […]

14 Aug 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-08-14 16:56:59

‘One day, while calmly mowing his cloud, the prince of Cloud City was accosted. The arch-rival of his kingdom GooGooGaga, a terrifying creature, half man, half baby, approached from behind. With a mighty shove, the prince was thrown from his cloud and fell down to Earth. Landing in a swimming pool in Fresno, California, he […]

27 Jul 2018 | A Wander is not a Slog

A Wander is not a Slog 2018-07-27 17:45:26

A walk between old friends (getting older every day). Separated by an ocean; connected by hangovers. Nodding heads at passers-by. ‘Good morning.’ ‘Hello.’ ‘Hello.’ ‘Good morning.’ No tongue clicking, to our mutual relief. Ponds and springs. London and Pittsburgh. Sharing selfies in the best of all possible places. Nick Tobier Jeff Morris Advertisements