Urban Forest Stories
For many people, urban forests are nature close to home. For non-humans, urban forests are home. At the same time, engagement with and access to urban forests and their countless benefits for human and nature well-being is unequal. Beyond availability and attractiveness, cultivating a sense of belonging seems to play a role in mitigating this unequal access. But what does it mean to belong in an urban forest place?
Collaborative, More-Than-Human and place-based III
‘We are leaves / we are nature / we are hugging a tree’
The collaborative more-than-human place-based story ‘Remembering Gateshead Riverside Park’ explores the moments, beings and creatures we remember encountering in this urban forest in the North East of England.
Collaborative, More-Than-Human and place-based II
“Here, now, feels not good / it's good / GOOD!!!”
The collaborative more-than-human place-based story ‘Humans, the Forest and the River’ explores a moment of urban forest time. With our bodies, personal stories, and collaborative place explorations, we investigate the more-than-human connections in and with Gateshead Riverside Park.
Collaborative, More-Than-Human and place-based I
“feels nice / feels familiar / quiet and loud ”
The collaborative more-than-human place-based story ‘Familiar, quiet and loud’ explores a moment of urban forest time. With our bodies, personal stories, and collaborative place explorations, we investigate the more-than-human connections in and with Gateshead Riverside Park.
Urban Forest Time III
“I started to feel cold a bit / but not that much / it’s just enough to feel I am here and now ”
The collaborative place-based story ‘Another Moment’ explores a moment of urban forest time. With our bodies, personal stories, and collaborative place explorations, we investigate the more-than-human connections in and with Gateshead Riverside Park.
Urban Forest Time II
“the tree feels lucky to survive / and on their road to recovery”
The collaborative place-based story ‘A Moment’ explores a moment of urban forest time. With our bodies, personal stories, and collaborative place explorations, we investigate the more-than-human connections in and with Gateshead Riverside Park.
Urban Forest Time I
“I am the beginning, the end / I carry the scars of history ”
The collaborative place-based story ‘Riverside Park, here and now’ explores a moment of urban forest time. With our bodies, personal stories, and collaborative place explorations, we investigate the more-than-human connections in and with Gateshead Riverside Park.
More-Than-Human Introductions in Gateshead Riverside Park
“I am leaves, I like to dance with the wind”
The collaborative place-based story ‘Forest Tongue’ explores modes of interlingual, intercultural and intersectional belonging. With our bodies, personal stories, and collaborative place explorations, we investigate the more-than-human connections in and with Gateshead Riverside Park.
Urban Forest Stories from Washington D.C.
“Here, now, this place feels restored,
transformed
exposed”
This collaborative place-based storybook explores the Urban Forest of Washington D.C., with stories from delegates of the 2nd World Forum on Urban Forests 2023.
Urban Forest Stories from Gateshead Riverside Park
As we explore Gateshead Riverside Park, we use our bodies to notice who and what is here. We investigate how we are connected to this place through a series of prompts. During and after each exercise, we record our responses. These become our stories of this place, here, now.
Urban Forest Stories from Kraków, Poland
We are explorers of the urban forest of Kraków in Poland. With our bodies, we notice who and what is there, and who and what is not. Through prompts, writing, drawing, making, and sharing, we record our responses, telling the stories of this particular urban forest place.
Why do autumn leaves change colour?
Why do autumn leaves change colour? As days shorten, and night envelopes us earlier each day, I keep finding patches of bright autumn leaves on my way. Where do these colours come from, I wonder, and what might be their purpose, I ponder.
River Tree
This morning, I heard rivers streaming up and down. Not north to south, but up, towards the sky, and down, into the earth.