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Score #10 by Roger Boyle [score base: blank blue index card; photo and score: Roger Boyle (2021); score text: Always/move away from the restrictive/the passage of time,/investigates—rather than celebrates/find materials to make/an old-fashi...
Following on from ‘over borders #1’ (also available as a free download) we have curated a PDF collection of scores (photographic, text, graphic) that use the act of walking as a way to question the objectification of environments and the role of ‘stepping back’ from a human centric view of place.
In honour of Terminus, the Roman god of boundaries, you are invited on a boundary drift along the Wrexham county borough boundary of Offa. We will gather in the B & Q car park, just off Mold Road at 10am on Sunday 23rd February, and make our way along the Offa community boundary, heading in
A walk along an invisible line… to celebrate Terminalia. Part of a project to walk the length Ordnance Survey ZeroZero eastings, setting off due south from my home in Gloucestershire to the grid line and initially heading west to Wales and the sea.
The Global Festival of Terminalia is about boundaries and borders, real, historical, fictional and imagined, and marks places of beginnings, endings and thresholds. ARTIFACTS and WIAprojects join Women Who Walk, exploring the cusp of night for Terminalia. For ARTIFACTS, this event is another stage in their continuing project ARTISTS@WORK, intended to indicate/enact the razor’s edge
Terminalia was the last day of the year in the Roman calendar; our system has this as February 23rd. It was the custom to walks the walls of a settlement on this day, and visit its terminii: this custom is re-enacted, often by psychogeographers, in many places today. In Aberystwyth, while the walls are no
plodge
The Scottish and English word plodging has been wading through the lexical muck and mire since the late 1700s, and it refers to icky, slow, molasses-type walking. Plodge is probably a variation of plod. This word isn’t totally out of use, as a 1995 use from British magazine The Countryman illustrates: “Northbound Pennine Wayfarers, plodging through the interminable peat-bogs of the North Pennines.” Even if you have a spring in your step, it’s tough to skip merrily through the peat-bogs. Credits to Mark Peters.
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