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ARTISTS: AUBREE PENNEY, EMMA DINNAGE, HAZEL KILINÇ,
ISMAIL ODETOLA, PATRICK M. LYDON

ASI TALE ROOM

AUBREE PENNEY

EMMA DINNAGE

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HAZEL KILINÇ

ISMAIL ODETOLA

PATRICK M. LYDON

AUBREE PENNEY, EMMA DINNAGE, HAZEL KILINÇ,
ISMAIL ODETOLA, PATRICK M. LYDON

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Waiting for water

             LETHE

DONGA

River life in Lagos

Sumiyoshi, Cities and the Sea

EMMA DINNAGE

In Greek mythology there were 5 rivers of Hades each with their own properties. One of these was Lethe, the river of forgetfulness and oblivion. This myth flows through the waters of several real rivers today. One of these is in Alaska in the Valley of Ten Thousand Smokes. It appeared just over 100 years ago after a devastating eruption that buried nearby Kodiak in ash. The river at points is ferocious with fast flowing waters. At other points it is barely 5 foot wide and appears to be a gentle stream. However the river is around 100ft deep and has carved itself downwards into the very depths of the earth in a way that cannot be explained. Its deceptiveness has brought several to their own oblivion.

HAZEL KILINÇ

At times when one repeats a word over and over, one starts questioning its meaning or its origin. I’ve realized that, going to Bulbulderesi*, my feet and my tongue have started asking questions. Bulbulderesi, Hosdere, Kavaklidere, Akdere... I once thought about how the ground we step on affects the spaces of our movement within the city. These rivers are so far from Ankara now, just as far away as they are from my imagination. It would relieve one’s burden muttering to the streams as oppose to speaking against the buildings. *The river of Bulbul

ISMAIL ODETOLA

Life on water intrigues me, how people live off water and its hope. In its abundance they feed and in its calmness and flow, they sail. It is both poetic and fascinating. I grew up in Lagos where the whole city is surrounded by small and big rivers connecting different part of the city. The people who made the shore of these rivers their home are people who come from different parts of the country, tribes like Ijaw, Egun, Ilaje, Ewe, the rivers and all the goodness it embodied has brought them together. Their lives and enterprises evolve around these rivers. Travelling across these water and documenting their life opens me up to their way of life. To understand their way of life is to understand the nature of water itself. They are always on the go, going where the river takes them. Following the flow of the water.

PATRICK M. LYDON

Though Sumiyoshi is home to the fishers and guardians of the sea, these fishermen each and all, will tell you that they don’t fish by looking at the ocean.

“A healthy sea can not exist without a healthy forest,” they say, and so the fishermen here begin their work, by first examining the forested hillsides.

In the oldest parts of such towns, are the elder trees, which they say, allow humans to connect to something older and grander than themselves. On some days, this happens through tradition and ceremony, on other days, it happens simply by walking through a shrine on the way to the market, bowing, and clapping twice.

Some call this superstition, or an antiquated thought. For the citizens of Sumiyoshi and places like it however, it is the essence of life, to know how the forest, the field, the town and its people, are all intertwined with the sea.

AUBREE PENNEY

In a small suburban yard beneath the relentless Memphis sun, my grandfather dreamed of a stream, digging a small streambed that framed a slip of an island made just for me. We dreamed of tarps, of plastic liners, of lines of tubing that would make our dreams a reality. We dreamed in waters, shallow and clear and cool. There are moments when I swear there must have been water there. I recall sitting on my island with my feet in the water, the cool of the earth rising up into the soles of my feet. The grass was moist and dewy; your hand would come up damp if you trailed it along the top of the tickling grass. I wasn’t waiting for water. There was already water there. We were just waiting for enough water that our ankles would be wet all the way"

Waiting for water

LETHE

DONGA

River life in Lagos

Sumiyoshi, Cities and the Sea

WAITING
FOR WATER

 

LETHE

DONGA

RIVER LIFE
 IN LAGOS

SUMIYOSHI, CITIES AND THE SEA

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