Showing posts with label no mans land. Show all posts
Showing posts with label no mans land. Show all posts

Wednesday, 22 June 2011

Where the Wild Things go

"Wild" he described me in his misunderstanding of the English language, or so I thought.
"Really?" I imagined adjectives; crazy, fantastical, edgy, extravagant in the pursuit of pleasure.....the cool stuff.
But he meant, the form which takes you "Into the wild", reclusive and untamed by customary society.

 Images from thedeptfordproject a reclaimed train carriage now coffee fix for local artists.

The New York Times describes Deptford as the Wild West in their 2009 article travel.nytimes.com.  BBC2's Culture Show as a "No Mans Land" while visions of it's devoid creekside float before your eyes in case you needed affirmation.

A place for the unfashioned charming and where hunger is good discipline, as Ernest Hemingway once described of the creativity that feeds him while his belly remained empty; not orchestrated of the mind, nor a self-conscious soul and nor indeed of transient hearts.

Oh, to the wild things...........creating under railway arches.

Railway Arch creativity (images from Deptford Project)
 Art Space - bearspace (Bearspace and additional source deptforddame.blogspot) 
 APT Gallery on Creekside
 Deptford High Street: Artists, meet Nigerian fabric purveyor, meet Vietnamese supermarkets, meet Hallal Butchers, meet South londoners flea market, meet pies and mash, meet bric-a-brac.....all is here.....criminals and drunks too, to be true.