Jake Carvin, ‘This my friend Miles, He broke his back in a motorcycle accident when he was 16, He has since re-learned to walk and got a new motorcycle. Then later this year we started to learn skateboarding together! This project was shot at an abandoned zoo that has been closed for some years now, This ‘zoo’ or rather Flamingo Park is located on the east side of the Isle of Wight and was a huge deal for tourists and locals. The park Hosted Penguins, Meerkats, alpacas and many more including obviously… Flamingos! We decided to have an adventure down memory lane and see if we could find any interesting objects to photograph/document. This is the resulting shoot! The location is a cleared out an old water bowl/tank (We think it housed Otters) it was covered in old brick, litter and wood. Once cleared we spent an hour or so skating, took some photos and then left.’
Bethany Hobbs, ‘This image comes from a larger body of work that explores my family’s Jewish heritage. The necklace in the photograph belonged to my Great Grandmother (Elly). On the chain, there are two pendants and one ring. The heart pendant is from her parent’s wedding. At the end of a Jewish wedding, it is tradition to break a glass or piece of china, to represent the fragility of life and the destruction of the temples. The china in the centre of the heart is from their breaking of the glass, on the return side has their wedding date and names. The circular pendant was a gift for her Bat Mitzvah, on the reverse it says “03.XII.1924 von Deinen Eltern” which translates to 03.XII.1924 from your elders/parents. This became the title of the work. The ring is from her second marriage (once she had arrived in the UK) to the ‘presumed’ father of my grandfather– another discovery which led to more questions! The choice to photograph the necklace on a hand mannequin comes from a story Elly told my grandmother about a close encounter she had with the Gestapo before she fled Vienna leaving her parents behind, never to see them again.’
Florence Morlye, ‘Auto-portrait took within the lockdown, in Burgundy France.’
Kate Schultze, ‘Even during the Covid-19 pandemic, Brexit happened and affected everyone’s life, even though it wasn’t always obvious.’
Miriam Levi, ‘Mixed media photogram photomontage from series “They had my body”. These collages, created by clipping magazine images, stolen “Degenerate Art” and screengrams. The last are photograms produced using screens as the main source of light. This technique of printing digital images through pressing photographic paper to the screen was the one behind the series “This is (Still) the Golden Age” by Matthew Gamber, who produced screengrams by pressing paper against the screen of an old TV using heat and light to produces abstract and foggy images. Following his approach, I created six collages to reflect on cultural norms of beauty and issues of feminine representation and censorship. Examples of screen-grams in the series of collages are both the frames made out of strips of Instagram feed and the black and white female subjects, which are taken from the subjects of paintings from the Freie Universat Berlin. The works of art selected were images of women painted by German Artists which were censored and stolen by Nazi for their being examples of so-called Degenerate Art. Those photograms were then combined with clippings from women magazines such as OK Magazine and censured Instagram posts. The collages are meant to be an observation on female representation in the course the history and a reference to Dada Artists like Hannah Höch. The collages are physically made in the back of colouring kids canvases, referring to the Dada concept of ready-made.’
Eli Johnathan, ‘This image are part of a wider project, entitled “Home”. In it, I explore what the concept of family, community, and indeed heritage means to those in the LGBTQ+ Community. I’ve grown up only seeing myself and my fellow LGBT siblings portrayed only in upsetting and pessimistic imagery; black and white scenes of young people crying at the mirror, or stories of tragedy and hardships in the media. Whilst this is certainly an aspect of our reality, I am frustrated that our community isn’t also shown for the vibrant, loving, accepting and supportive environment that it is. Many of us have found a real sense of family within this community, and prove that the idea of heritage and familial history isn’t only defined by our blood relations, but also those who share a bond that goes beyond genetics. In short, the mission of Home is not to make a statement about the tragedies of queer lives, present as they may be. Instead, it seeks to portray individuals grounded in their reality – that is to say, one of friendship, of solidarity, of community and of hope. Most importantly, I hope to celebrate this beautiful community’s family and heritage.’
Andreea Prisecaru, ‘The picture is taken at Auschwitz, it shows the untold story of what happened there. People were told that they will be taken to working camps, so naturally they packed household items. All the items in the picture belonged to people that realised they were told a lie. They had to throw away all the mugs and plates and whatever they brought, realising the items will not be needed.’
Amber Brown, ‘It must be somewhere here’ is a year-long survey of the Northern deep coal-mining landscape. As the granddaughter of two miners, it acts as both a geographical study and inquiry into ancestry. A departure to colour depicts former colliery sites which have been visually affected by the chemical aftermath of deep coal-mining. Unnaturally high levels of manganese in still-draining mine-water stains rocks orange, and the erosion of cliff formations reveals materials from a colliery landfill. I record various places of memorial and colliery remains. Through ‘slow’ large format photography, and the photopolymer gravure, I create works in which time cannot be specified, where the process is elongated as much as possible, commenting on manual labour, materiality and the ritual of returning home to walk in the empty industrial lands where man once laid his hand.’