In front of The Sibelius Monument Chinese tourists pose for photographs in the rain. The monument was designed by Eila Hiltunen and is dedicated to Jean Sibelius, the Finnish composer. It is located at Sibelius Park in the district of Töölö in Helsinki, Finland.
A former Soviet military base lies abandoned on the Estonian island of Saaremaa. Evidence of Soviet occupancy can be found all over Estonia and its islands. Soon many of these places will be demolished. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be able to wander through many of the buildings to document their existence before they eventually get torn down.
The protest group ‘Saturday Mothers’ gather every Saturday at 12:00pm for half an hour forming a silent sit-in demonstration in the Galatasaray district of Istanbul. They ask the fate of relatives who were victims of forced disappearances and political murders between the 1980’s and 1990’s. In memory they hold a portrait in one hand and a red carnation in the other, demanding justice for their relatives. The banner placed on the floor reads, “Failler belli kayıplar nerede?” which means, “Where are the missing?”
Jonathon Will, Tony Blood, Laura Moseley and Angelika Molek have used the photography and artistic skills developed during the course of their degree to create reponses to the themes of Landscape, People, Art and Industry. Four very different series of images emerges focusing on the post industrial communities and landscapes of the Black Country, to the new and emerging nascent possibilities of the present showing local people making their lives and living in the Black Country, now.
Four different types of work and approaches to the themes are on show. Jon Wills transforms images of industry and individuals in to intriguing montages which merge the people and their place of work; Tony Blood and Angelica Molek use a more traditional documentary approach to show work and living in the region, whilst Laura Moseley’s images are close observations of the interaction of people and the landscape they inhabit. David Shepherd, a previous graduate from the university, has done a fantastic job of co-ordinating the exhibitions.
The graduates work is on display at The School of Art and Design, Wolverhampton in the Bessant Gallery from 1 September to 31 October and is open to the public from 9.00 am to 5.00 pm. You can see the work on a larger scale, bringing art to the masses, in Dudley Street, Wolverhampton from September to December 2014.
Marsaxlokk Bay is Malta’s second largest natural harbour. It is the best place to see the colourful, traditional Maltese fishing boats, the Luzzus, with the mythical eye painted on their prows.
The village is the Islands’ main fishing harbour; its Sunday fish market a fascinating insight into local life and a traditional industry. The stalls brim with the night’s catch – fish of all shapes, colours and sizes. The village itself has many good fish restaurants. Marsaxlokk derives its name from the Arabic word marsa, meaning harbour, and Maltese for the south-easterly Mediterranean wind, the Xlokk (Sirocco in Italian). Marsaxlokk, with its sheltered habour, was an easy landing place for pirates and the Ottoman Turks. It was here that the Ottoman Turks landed for an attack which ended in the Great Siege of 1565. Napoleon’s army landed here in 1798; and in recent times, the harbour was the scene of the Bush-Gorbachev Summit,1989.
The headland to the left of the Bay is Delimara Point. It has two attractive, secluded rocky inlets suitable for swimming: Peter’s Pool; and the furthermost part of the headland. Fort Delimara, on the west of the peninsula, was built by the British in 1881 to guard the entrance to Marsaxlokk Bay.
“This morning we come about half past five, you know. Not much today. The waves come in and make salt. We start from May up till September and always depends on the weather. The big one there; 20% salt, better than nothing. It takes 5 days, 7 days, but it always depends on the weather, the wind and the water. This is my land. It belong in our relations, 170 years. That’s my part, from that part to the edge of somebody else’s. But once it was one.” Emmanuel Cini, Salter. Żebbuġ, Gozo, 30 August 2014.