Posts Tagged ‘Margot Bannerman’

It’s a darkening, wet afternoon at the onset of winter. A gust of wind tugs at a line of purple Salvia flowers and their stems dip towards the street below. Outside the supermarket, the plastic grass glares spring green, and the plastic vegetables gleam like jewels. A couple of doors along, at the entrance to Dwell House, a group of men in their late twenties pull on hand-rolled cigarettes and remember countries where the earth smells of sunshine. The words Dwell House are written in metal blue capital letters above a tired looking doorway. “[to] be human … means to dwell” said Heidegger, but then the dictionary tells me this word has its meanings tied up with negatives: delay, stupefy, hinder, harass, perplex. The last definition, though, has more hope in it: continue in existence, last, persist; remain – and I remember our conversation about permaculture; how we might create something lasting, how we might persist.


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Margot Bannerman Bee Stop: A raised Greenspace


Above the Iranian supermarket, where Jimmy grins and talks of love and home and flowers; up the spot carpeted stairs; through three artists’ studios – the space divided by white painted boards and occupied by cardboard, colours, easels, ideas; towards the window with its gold vinyl of an Egyptian god – we find an English meadow. Green, blue, purple, white against the grey streetscape. Up here, you can see how it works: how flowers can grow on concrete; how a man, sitting on the top of a bus on the Holloway Road, can look out and remember running across a field towards a river; how an artist can turn from her painting and imagine her own square of city garden transformed; how bees can find nectar above the hustle of a London street.

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