Right people, right place: Croydon

We meet at Smoothbean! in Croydon.

We talk about Streets.

Memories of home and childhood float, mixing with the aroma of the unctuous coffee,  caressing my pallet. Smoothing my morning worries.

Lithuania, Croydon, Sofia, that place I can’t remember the name. We are gone.

We start our journey, paired together and already discussing Big Ideas.

She gets them in her room; a temporary temple for thought. I fish mine with the end of my cigarette, here there and everywhere. I take a puff. “It doesn’t happen every time though”.

We hit the North End. “Is it the North end of the North end?” No, we are south.

Notice what attracts you?

The ringing of a bell. A plaited woman walks past me. I love the curves of her hair and her sunshine reflections. Sunshine! I sit down and slow down and look up.

“Be social, Be sensible” says a t-shirt, so when the two boys stroll down the road I smile. We talk and he tells me about his job and his past and prison and that “it is not about the wrong place at the wrong time but it is about the wrong people”.

The wheels of a buggy somewhere nearby sound like birds.

Red is the pattern

And those wheels… wheels everywhere!

I ask the streets how we could engage Croydon’s passers-by in our upcoming outdoor performance. And in general: how do you make people care? I’m stopped by someone who works on this street.

“You make them laugh! Connect with them; treat them as your friends. We are all human beings after all!” This resonates with me all day.

And then we finish and continue; we get into the room and we question why do we do what we do.

I smile.

For we must be the right people for others; their friends who care for them and laugh with them…

Even if it’s just for the time of a singular spin of that bird sounding buggy wheel.

Lora Krasteva

 

“My encounter with Street Wisdom came purely by accident, and rather by surprise. What I thought was going to be a business meeting about a creative event in the borough, ended up with me serenely soaking in the atmosphere of a high street I’ve walked down probably 1000 times before.

Like everyone, you become quite used to your home town. You notice things, but don’t really notice everything. You know every nook and cranny, or so you think. What Street Wisdom did was shine a new light on an area that’s always been familiar to me. By thinking about the questions posed to me, I slowly strolled the streets, feeling, embracing and taking in my surroundings. The very streets I normally whipped through in a hurry, I was taking my time to really see and notice its uniqueness.

The experience left me peaceful and more connected to my environment. A wonderful way to begin the week!”

Stella Fasusi

 

Crodon Changing Places/Time Won't Wait workshop

Sarah Sansom (London)

Sarah-Headshot-Colour-SmallMarch 2014. It’s a sunny Sunday morning in Holborn, London. Swarms of curious people have turned up with coffees in hand, excited to experience Street Wisdom for the first time.
There is a real buzz in the air as strangers meet and begin to exchange ideas about which streets in the world they remember, are inspired by and why.

We are invited to take to the streets with a few key questions in mind and as I start to slow down I wonder what’s been preoccupying me lately, what I haven’t given enough time to, what could do with some thought, some care and some attention.

I was due to move house soon, back to a flat I used to live in years ago.
I was feeling a little apprehensive about the move, so needed to consider how to make it something I could look forward to instead. So I asked the street – How can you inspire me with design ideas for my home, so it feels exciting and new again?

photoAs I slowed down, the sounds of the traffic disappeared and the colours and pictures of the street opened up before me. I began to notice the layers of the streets within streets, reflections in windows and the sun peering cheekily around corners. There were lighting designs under my feet as a passed over shops, trees standing tall amongst buildings and neon slogans with commands telling me ‘This Way’ jumped out of walkways. It was as if a guide was walking me through the city, egging me on, to turn right or left onto the next inspiration. All kinds of different perspectives on the structure, form and composition of London’s cityscape came alive for me that day. I took photographs of patterns, textures, colours and ideas, a canvas of yellows and greens, concrete and metal.

It’s a month since that Street Wisdom now and I am packing boxes ready to move. I have been throwing things away and spending time looking through design catalogues planning ahead what I want to buy. I find I am still drawn to these same colours, textures and lighting ideas.
My home will have yellows and greys, with plants instead of trees. I am designing my home with my experience of Street Wisdom still in mind. From the street, into the home, that day will continue to shine light on the inside and that leaves me with a smile!

The street is somewhere that offers us ideas, answers and suggestions. We just need to hang around long enough to take care.

Sarah Sansom, Time Won’t Wait