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I have been delaying this blog post. It signals an end. A reflective punctuation mark on a year-long walk. Moments, pulled from a total experience made significant in their reflection. I have explored fifty-three ways to wander, but haven’t exhausted them yet.

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Ways to Reflect by Blake Morris

A year made meaningful by the generosity of others: their ideas, footsteps and digital imprints. Walking together and apart. Walks with old friends. New friends created through walking.  A constant exchange through a variety of media–podcasts and zines, video footage and WhatsApp messages, postcards and paintings–organised around the central medium of walking.

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Ways to Reflect by James Layton
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Ways to Reflect by Debbie Kent
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Ways to Reflect by Lian Bell

And now what? A movement from city to town. A new territory to explore, both topographical and sociological (and edible, as Waverly might point out). And hopefully more opportunities to walk together, in Northampton, London, or at a distance from anywhere in the world. Walkers of the world unite!

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Ways to Reflect (on climate change) by Blake Morris

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Debbie Kent
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The Thames
On New Year’s Eve I walked the Thames.
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I had no choice, I had run out of time.
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There are no tidal waters in Northampton.

Three hours before low tide…

(Low Tide)

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Three hours before high tide.

This last year could easily have been a slog. A long haul of walking lonely as a cloud. Instead it was a ‘simultaneity of stories-so-far’. A year of walking with friends and family, strangers, colleagues, artists and collaborators. Old-friends at a distance when we could not walk together; people I’ve never met, but who feel like friends; new friends in London, whose presence in my life has made this foreign island feel like home; artists, by following their wander scores, even if they don’t know it. So to all of you who have walked with me, written the scores I’ve followed, edited, published or distributed the book that made it all possible, thank you. I walk in your footsteps as we build a network of walkers together.

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Christopher Mollon

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Unpacking in the surprising prairie wind and staying for a hundred years. Enthralled by phasmagoria and the detritus of history. The years slowly crumble through lack of maintenance. A colonial past that still haunts; its uses change and decline. Every moment captured for Insta posterity. Is the market management meeting still in progress? Corporate beancounters the only breaks in the façade.*

Photo: Sandra Cowan (Alberta, Canada)
Photo: Blake Morris (Walthamstow, London)
Photo: Morag Rose (Manchester, United Kingdom)
Photo: Patrick S. Ford (Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam)

* threaded together from texts written by Sandra Cowan, Patrick S. Ford and Morag Rose.

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Cheap yellow balls. Or were they lime green? Dropping, bouncing, stopping. Rolling across varied surfaces in multiple cities. Helpful people unwittingly disrupting artistic documentation, but making up for it through increasingly meaningful encounters. For some the tennis ball facilitated a strange availability. For others, a continued exploration of a studied area. For me, a continued goodbye… bouncing a ball on paths that would soon be in my past. 

Image: Phil Smith and Clare Bryden, Exeter
Image: Patrick S. Ford, Ho Chi Minh City
Image: Blake Morris, London

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