I know this is a collective effort and - to be honsest -a potentially depressive effort. What's the definition of insanity again? Nevermind...


Garbage. Plastic. Its a disgrace. I say this in empathetic and sympathetic context. Pain, shame, I am embarassed to say 'i am human'. This is my relation to plastics that preserve in the shelf life sterile passage of money shop time
Storage, transport, the world. I digress, i do not rage and won't rant.

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When i walk around the soccer pitch I cringe. I really do. And i know: all i can do is get a rake and get on it.

This could would lead into habitual care and attendance. Plant-land relationships. An old(er) man once described how the field and campo area used to be.

There is serious landscape potential. I am seeing:

more rec areas ( the kids put up their own volleyball area

Horsheshoes???

Four square

A.half court for bball

A.tennis wall!!!


Labrynthe walk

Community garden plots

But first: a rake and some gumption.


Also connects to big Art Expo (sic) a la Kevin et al.


In General:

The area is a potential

Outdoor "Green School"

And performance space
(Theatre?!)

Ok

Rambles not Rants

Better out than in

Mejor que sale el animal que se siente mal!

Cleiton