From my roots: our holy place

Having started the 4th week away, in the remote countryside of South Bohemia, I begun thinking about the deeper meanings of my 4 generations of women project, in relation to a sense of belonging, being part of a continuous (female) line, the meaning of home and what it means to be displaced, even voluntarily, from... Continue Reading →

The Transparent Senses

How do we relate with our close ones when they are far, unreachable, and displayed to us through a flat screen designed to keep us safe, at distance? We see them, we talk to them, the information flow passes between us, courtesy of our advanced digital world. But how do we really keep in touch... Continue Reading →

4 Generations: Sharing Roots

On this day we gathered to share a meal of root vegetables. To celebrate our own roots, the power of our female line. Some has to be said were not strictly root vegetables, but rhizomes, while others various relations of cabbage, but all of them making me think of the soil, all still carrying traces... Continue Reading →

From my roots: part one

This year seemed unlikely at first: from the constraints of our London abode, with no outside space, just a tiny flat where not even windows can be properly opened, the idea of South Bohemia, with its open landscape, became utopia. But as the lockdown rules across Europe started to relax, we took the opportunity to... Continue Reading →

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