Transitory Bodies // The Physicality of Wheelie Bins
Welcome to Edgelands post #5. This week I revisit an old hometown of Hemel Hempstead, itself an old edgeland till it was populated by post-war Londoners, look at how some maps show alleys and others don’t, why and how our bodies navigate down them, loving strangers, how wheelie bins can start off bodily-felt memories, and the persistent power of a child’s drawing.
CW: child neglect and death. Next week’s piece will be lighter, about food and growing, and eating the edgelands (unless I change my mind again which I’ve done repeatedly throughout this whole series)