Down the rabbit hole

Angela has lost track of time. It is nearly three ‘o’ clock. She picks up the supermarket bag full of loose papers; newspaper clippings, think tank reports, personal reflections, and stuffs it into her rucksack. Before leaving the salon she thanks the gathered women and promises action. Pulling her coat hood over her head, she dashes out into lashing rain and half sprints across the city.

The Art of Protest

Annual General Meetings are rarely inspiring. But there can be exceptions. A year or so ago I walked into a hall in east London to join the AGM of Action Village India, a small charity supporting non-violent movements for change in the sub-continent, and was confronted by a line of huge photographs printed on boards and propped up along the walls. It was a stirring sight.

These weren’t enlarged ‘snaps’. They were a series of breathtakingly evocative pictures that immediately enthralled with a message of movement, mass collaboration and sheer vitality. They didn’t need captions, but told rich stories through character and colour. The effect was enough to capture anyone’s attention.

Memories of a Protest

On an unusually balmy autumn day in 2013, a small group of women gathered outside the nuclear base at Aldermaston and began to sing. All of them had wide smiles and the words came easily.
The song was in memory of Jean Kaye. Jean was a protestor, a campaigner for social justice. When she reached retirement age, her convictions took her to the heart of the most intense of peace protests. She died aged 87 last September. By all accounts she was indefatigable, inspirational and extraordinary. She wasn’t the only one.

Women of Greenham quilt

The Indignados

It was January 2012, in a small hostel in Seville, and Emma was recalling what was known as the Spanish Revolution, or the indignados…

Protesters in Seville carry the anarchist red and black flag past Las Setas, 'The Mushrooms', January 2012