My head is caught up in perspectives: as i plan the Dereliction Walk, i’m walking around the city, choosing locations, sitting writing in cafes. Head down. Focussed. When we are focussed, it’s hard to look up. And not ‘looking up’ leaves us at risk of failure. I keep coming back to it: perspectives, frames, lenses, the ways that we look at the world are biased, pre-contextualised.
When we look up, when we depart from our established narrative, we find different views, we see things in a different light. And it’s not about seeing things in a ‘right’ way, but rather in recognising the limitations of one view. To open ourselves up to the possibility of a different way, is to hold the potential for change.