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Your Space Or Mine

WALK: CARDIFF

As part of our Your Space Or Mine project, we have been collaborating with walking and performance artist Alisa Oleva, who has created a series of urban art walks over the past few years. In September, Alisa headed to Cardiff to make a walk that responds to the city’s fabric and its paths.

Alisa:  “Bringing walks to new cities allows us to explore how differently each city was wired and what its streets could tell us if we walked them together — noticing, playing, asking, and listening. In Cardiff, I will spend time creating an art walk that I will lead, as well as working together with a local artist to lead a walk of their own, sharing two perspectives — that of a local and that of a visitor.”

In Cardiff, Alisa invited local artist Beth Greenhalgh to create the second walk. Both walks explored the secrets and whispers of the city and what we can discover if we look closely and slow down.

Open to all, the walks welcomed anyone curious to explore walking and the city in a playful, critical, thoughtful, and poetic way.

 

27.08.26

Words by BUILDHOLLYWOOD

WALK with Alisa Oleva

Can you notice how your footsteps sound as you step on different surfaces? Can you trace the wall of this building with your finger? If you read aloud every word you notice along the way, what story is the city trying to tell you? What are the undercity currents, and what messages are encrypted in the cracks and scratches of the urban surfaces? If you follow the wind, where will it lead you? Where does this city start, and where does it end?

For the walk in Cardiff, Alisa invited participants to notice what hides in the gaps when we look closer, and to listen to the rhythm of the city’s heartbeat. We followed various walking prompts to tune into the city and its soundscapes, to follow its desire lines and hidden paths, and to map its corners and edges.

WALK with Beth Greenhalgh

A wet mirror traces the buildings behind. The streaks climb down the trees, touch lime, touch clay. Something happened here.

An invisible archive flowers, sways, and sends seeds off into the air around us, listening to the river as it remembers to forget. Something happened here.

An afternoon nap – sleepwalking through the city.

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