So the studio meadow has arrived – thank you Sophy King! Ready for Artwork Open Studios on Saturday.
We thought it was about time that we all sat round a table and talked about the food issues that everyone else is already talking about!
As we all know, the best way to get people together, ironically, is to provide a table and get cooking! So that’s what we’re doing on the 12th March.
Artists, local politicians, people at the sharp end of food provision in Blackpool, as well as some people who are public health professionals, will all gather together to share ideas and experiences. Tall order!
The table that we’ll be sitting round has been specially commissioned by LeftCoast and artist Jai Redman will be blogging about it here in the coming weeks. The design will definitely stimulate the conversation, let’s put it that way.
The only slight problem we have is that the table may actually end up being bigger than the room…it might end up as a good old fashioned street party the way we’re going. Is it sunny in Blackpool in March?!
We haven’t even begun the physical work of creating the 5 metre tall sculpture, and already its had some great press and sparked a lively online debate.
Here are some links to the story
The Times (annoyingly this is through a paywall), so here’s a picture of how it looks in the paper.
Thought we’d share a few links to stories relating to food banks. We’ll be posting a lot more of these I fear…
Manchester Evening News reports how food banks are not the answer to food poverty.
The Guardian report on the return of rickets to the UK as poor families can’t afford fresh fruit and veg.
Luciana Berger in The Independent slams Michael Gove for his ignorant comments on why people use food banks.
“an entire generation is being destroyed by a diet of junk food and sugary drinks” This report on the BBC website.
After a few visits and getting to know the good people of Streetlife, we were asked if we’d like to help out with their mural project. Something, it was felt by staff, was needed to make the area by the Centre’s bins a bit nicer!
Not that the outside of the place is particularly grotty anyway, its been recently turned into quite a nice garden. But everyone feels that it needs something of a statement, an artwork.
Graffiti is the order of the day (very popular is street art in Blackpool) and although it’s not exactly why we’re here, we have the skills and are willing to give it a shot. Anyway, here is the design for our bread stencil.
A recent engagement exercise (not carried out by Engine we hasten to add!) asked the people who use Blackpool’s Streetlife Centre – The Base, what was important to them about the drop in centre that helps young people at risk in the city. They drew this doodle. When we saw it we were really struck by the central image – outstretched arms offering bread and water. Sometimes it feels like nothing has changed in centuries, even in supposedly developed wealthy countries like England. People who have nothing and need help never ask for much. When they have to seek charity, what they need is things that are a basic human right: shelter, the company of others, bread and water.
Seeing as, almost inevitably, a project I am involved in relating to food has brought up the subject of bread and beer, it seems appropriate to record here the ancient English tradition of ‘Wayfarer’s Dole‘. Growing up as I did near Winchester in Hampshire I might have known about this sooner, but it wasn’t until I ended up living outside on the hillside above The Hospital of St. Cross (during the 1990’s protests against the M3 Extension through Twyford Down) that it was drawn to my attention. If you call at the Porter’s Lodge and ask for Dole, they’ll give you a small piece of bread and a little cup of beer, the cup is traditionally made from horn. This early form of charity or alms for poor travellers used to delight us ‘Eco-Warriors’ and we’d always be popping down and introducing others to the free offerings. Helping those in need, with a small portion of something you have in abundance. Call it ‘dole’ or ‘welfare’ or ‘handouts’ is something people have quietly done without judgement in England since before the country was even called that.