Over eleven years ago we visited Lowestoft beach (the most easterly point of the UK) to draw a labyrinth in the sand. Working next to the sea brings a perfect time for personal reflection and relaxation.
Think about your journey to work, or class from home each day, how far do you stray from a well trodden path slash route? With the advent of hand-held illuminated devices (location services willingly enabled mapping your position on the earth) we are, sheepishly some might say, directed and overseen by the shadow of humanity.
Stumbling out the dark cave of Liverpool Street Station on to a windswept Bishopgate we head toward Hanover to replenish our ‘PLANT BASED FOOD SYSTEM’. Walking against the current of hurrying people, we follow a cloud of friendly neon skull winged butterflies wandering playfully.