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Long ago the whole of Southern England was covered in forest. Over time, this woodland has been cut back, but small patches remain amidst the suburban sprawl of South-East London. The magic that once filled the ancient forest can still be felt. Memories of the Great North Wood are recorded in the place names - Forest Hill, Honour Oak. Stories are told of the bandits, outlaws and gypsies that once roamed the forest, and their presence can sometimes be sensed when the city is quiet. Tim Bird's longest work to date continues his interest in psychogeography and how memories live in the landscape.… (más)
A magical, poetic eulogy to an old growth forest south of London that was done in by rampant woodcutting and urban sprawl frames the somewhat random bits of lore tucked in between. This may make sense to someone with more familiarity with the area, but too much left me wondering, "What's that got to do with anything?" Made me a little sad, but also left me giving a little shrug too much of the time. ( )
Long ago the whole of Southern England was covered in forest. Over time, this woodland has been cut back, but small patches remain amidst the suburban sprawl of South-East London. The magic that once filled the ancient forest can still be felt. Memories of the Great North Wood are recorded in the place names - Forest Hill, Honour Oak. Stories are told of the bandits, outlaws and gypsies that once roamed the forest, and their presence can sometimes be sensed when the city is quiet. Tim Bird's longest work to date continues his interest in psychogeography and how memories live in the landscape.
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