All the marks you left

As part of The Emotional Estate project

All the marks you left…

The notion that we are all interconnected by invisible threads and that every action we take has the butterfly effect is a constant source of exploration.

My curiosity continues my search to encourage discussion, exposing the difficult thoughts and feelings, we push to the back of our minds or hide within the corners of a fragile society.

Dee Park Estate in Reading has a long history of deprivation with a community that campaigned for regeneration. Over fifteen years I have witnessed the great physical and social changes that continue to unfold.

I have wandered the estate for a year inviting the question:

Did anyone ever ask where it hurt?

Supported by

Untold narratives found in
discarded once possessions.
The prelude to, or aftermath
of , what might appear to be an ordinary event.
It never is though…
Vanished surburban
neighbourhodds. 1970s
childhood places that no
longer exist in real life.

Josh – 10.02.2019
I had been out, came home
and I walked in on him.
He was so fucking mad and he
threw the chair across the room.
He sat like he does.
I still love him, so many nights
the bridge falls down.
He is kind, really he cares about
me and this is how we go on.
its okay though.

SC – 16.11.2108
Everyone knows me from here
for good or for bad. I would like
to move but it would be like out
of the frying pan into the fire.
Maybe?

DH – 30.01.2019
I take the warmth of family through other
people’s windows. I feel less alone when i
see the lights on. My home became a house
when I lost them.

Bob – 21.03.2019
I used to think of us as two
celestial birds, she flew so high,
I couldn’t reach her anymore.

Bob – 18.12.2018
Some stories never go
away. Always at the front,
middle, back of your mind.
You have to find ways to
survive them, live beyond
them, otherwise you spend
a life time paralysed by fear.

SM – 21.08.2018
Forgotten corners
for forgotten people.

PT – 05.05,2019

” All birds have wings
but not all can fly.”
My mum used to say this
to me a lot. I wanted to do
something with my life
but it ain’t happened.

TC – 07.02.2019
The Dark hours bring my day
J.C 12.02.2019

Memory traces of life’s futility.
A longing to be consumed by despair.
Trust was something
childlike, unspoiled. I wanted
to preserve it, more than anything.
But it was taken.

AV – 23.04.2019

All the marks you left publication – Front cover
A series of photographs interviews and drawings as part of The Emotional Estate series
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The Estate Exhibition October 2019 at Open Hand Open Space Gallery
The Estate Exhibition October 2019 at Open Hand Open Space Gallery
The Estate Exhibition October 2019 at Open Hand Open Space Gallery
The Estate Exhibition October 2019 at Open Hand Open Space Gallery
Still from film The Estate – October 2019 at Open Hand Open Space Gallery