Losing Track Exhibition in response to HS2
Selected work from visual artists responding to the Losing Track call.
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After the 100-year old plane-trees in Euston Square were murdered for a temporary HS2 taxi-rank, some smaller trees were left behind.
They would previously have been supported by their elders - pillars of the local tree community - in the complex collaborative underground network called the Wood Wide Web. Now, the smaller trees are effectively orphans, left mourning their huge ghostly neighbours.
Of course, those ghost trees haven’t lost all of their power. You can see how they have ghosted the traffic flowing in front of Euston Station - somehow splitting many of the vehicles into impossible sections.
What, I wonder, will they do next?
I grew up near Wormwood scrubs and both my children were born in Queen Charlottes Hospital. I have many memories of the drive up scrubs lane thinking about this piece of un-manicured piece of countryside in West London. It feels like a piece of land that reaches far into the past, a place where if you squint your eyes enough you might not be in a huge city. There is a big sky and dark nights. Over the past few years I have thought about the idea of "empty land" and found myself looking at pieces of land up for sale, always far from empty. From a developers point of few this is "empty land", man needs to add to or use it economically to give it purpose. I often thought scrubs would be sacred with it's lizards and birds, hedgehogs, foxes, insects...... and other wildlife and as a place of sanctuary in the city but it too will be changed forever by Hs2 and it's destruction.
In this image I was researching the migratory birds that stop off here, a little oasis on the journey, another thread weakened or destroyed in the web of life.
abattement, kâhesh (cutting), 2021
torn before development, processed with black tea sent by my mother.
This image was 'salvaged' from a film roll that I voluntarily destroyed, tearing it into pieces before developing. I was moved to see that the hand coming out from the earth, beneath the daffodils, had survived. To me, this hand is an ambivalent symbol; it is human, with the ability to destroy, whilst equally able to preserve and care. But it also stands as and amongst the threatened non-human, irreplaceable as the woodlands that are endangered by HS2.
Along the edges of the land demarcated for HS2 there is signage. It is not gently worded, and it is violently coloured, making glimpses visible from a great distance. Once the words on the signs have been read, and their meaning taken on board, they become ever more oppressive, a perforation running through the ancient woods, ready to tear them apart. This painting, of the woods at Crackley, Warwickshire, aims to capture that feeling of the stark intrusion we have made and the potential destruction of a precious and beautiful place.
This piece looks at the desolation that is being caused by HS2, showing only the abandoned landscape with nothing but a deer skull and train tracks along in the landscape.. I chose to use a deer skull in response to the deers that have been trapped away from their natural environment. A fence was built to stop the deer getting to the woodland on the other side where HS2 is being built, a path they have probably used for years.
Inspired by the grave threat posed to so many of our ancient woodlands by HS2, the red seepage of paint up and into the tree trunks in this little oil on canvas serves, I hope, as a warning.
My art always leads me and this painting is no exception. As with all my work, it spoke back to me when finished. I hope it speaks to others too.
HS2 BUT WHY? OF TREES AND TOADS
I do not understand the need for speed it is fearful, instead, I love the slowness of slow things.
My trees are studied for the unique world which each one of them is, and every element of their ageing occurs only over long years of life, I doubt that we know much of what we could learn from them, we need them. As for the toad, who could be slower! and so they too cannot be tolerated, with their ingrained habits of strolling across fast country roads in pitch darkness.
Do they leave little carbon footprints?
I want to live with and among them, not destroy them.
Over generations all kinds of local community were grateful for the presence of The Cubbington Pear; providing shade for picnics, unusually bright Autumn colour and the great multi-stemmed trunk holding up a cumulus of blossom to be pilgrimaged to each Spring. It was revered for its symbolism of withstanding the march of industrial agriculture, for standing strong as an individual next to its ancient wood. How many people must have shared gratitude for its presence over its 250 years living?
I first drew it in full blossom, each visit documenting its changing response to seasons. Walking the woods with the Stop HS2 community, gathering for talks underneath the tree. Later sitting drawing and meeting HS2 ecologists doing surveys who did not know of its existence. More and more people came as its fame galvanised protest but the fences still went up as the landscape was destroyed all around, Ancient gateway Oaks felled, the hedge ripped out around it leaving it a standing symbol of what was being lost.
For the last drawing I dodged the security, ignored the CCTV and worked fast with charcoal in the rain. Stark angry black marks aghast at wilful destruction in the name of greed.
The Cubbington Pear was a European wild pear (Pyrus communis var. communis). It was located in Cubbington, Warwickshire, England. It was believed to have been seeded circa 1760, it was felled 20 October 2020. Around 250 years old, it was the second largest wild pear tree in the country and a noted local landmark. In 2015 the tree was voted England's Tree of the Year. A Parliamentary petition was launched in September 2020 to save the tree from being cut down for HS2 and a month later had over 20,000 signatures triggering an official government response. Under the cover of the Covid pandemic, it was felled as part of the High Speed 2 railway development on 20 October 2020.
The tree became a symbol of the devestation caused to irreplacable flora and fauna caused by the building of HS2. Although it was felled in October I have included the blossom for which it was famous in my painting.
"Rebirth" is a a varied edition lithograph with copper etching and chine colle details. This work examines the ways in which ecosystems are naturally able to rebuild and reform in the wake of natural disaster and destruction. However, the constant destruction of environmental spaces due to human influence and economic growth are hindering and directly blocking this process of regrowth and rebirth. Projects like HS2 will completely eradicate these natural systems causing mass and irreversible ecological devastation, and these habitats will not have the ability to rebuild themselves in the wake of such massive and devastating human ruination.
It’s grim up North! - This brief appealed to me as a documentary photographer and chose to cover the story of the High Speed 2 from the viewpoint of the protesters camping out in Crackley Woods, Warwickshire. There are so many groups who are against the decision to carve up the British countryside to make way for this feat of engineering at the expense of ancient woodlands, livelihoods and homes. I reached out to various private Facebook groups to engage with the narrative. I made my intentions clear. I pre-arranged to meet a couple of the protestors, who had spent a very windy night at the makeshift but comfortable camp. This proved invaluable as they had local knowledge of the area. Highlighting the damage to the environment caused by HS2, and apart from the loss of ancient oak trees, there was evidence of badger sets being netted to prevent them from returning, bat boxes being torn down and newts captured for analysis. I offered my images to their groups to help raise awareness for their campaign.