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  • Tom Hunter on squatting in Hackney during the 90s: ‘It gave my art a meaning and a purpose’

    Tom Hunter in front of The Ghetto
    Tom Hunter in front of ‘The Ghetto’, an exact model of two squatted streets, now on display in the Museum of London. Courtesy of the artist

    What is now a leafy side street connecting London Fields to Mare Street was the scene of a hard fought battle during the 1990s.

    Victorian terraced houses on Ellingfort Road, owned by Hackney Council, were run down and classified as derelict. Tenants were moving out, and one by one squatters moved in. Before long the entire street was squatted.

    “The neighbourhood is a crime-ridden, derelict ghetto, a cancer – a blot on the landscape,” said the managing director of food distributors the Don Group, to the Hackney Gazette in 1993.

    According to contemporary reports, the company was planning with Hackney Council to invest £6 million in a 21,000 square foot food retail distribution and manufacturing park in the area, dubbed the Hackney Industrial Improvement Area.

    “The problems associated with dereliction – of vandalism, squatting, fly-tipping – which have bedeviled the area for years, will be arrested by the proposed development,” said the then Council Leader, John McCafferty.

    The development, which was due for completion by September 1995, aimed to create 200 jobs, but would mean bulldozing the squatted houses on Ellingfort Road and London Lane, home to some 100 people.

    Ellingfort Road’s most well-known resident was Tom Hunter, a photographer who documented the lives of his neighbours in a series of photographs and presented them with a dignity that stereotypical representations lacked.

    When Hunter squatted 17 Ellingfort Road in 1991, he had been working as a tree surgeon but was about to start a degree in photography at the London College of Printing.

    We meet at his house, which isn’t far from Ellingfort Road, on a pretty street north of London Fields lined with smart terraced houses.

    He tells me that squatting was fairly commonplace back then, as poorly maintained houses and flats, owned by councils and leased to housing associations or cooperatives, weren’t considered worth repairing.

    At the end of leases tenants would move out and the property would lie empty until squatters moved in.

    “You’d move in and tell your mates: ‘there’s a house we’ve been talking to the housing association tenants about in number 33. They’re moving out next month, they’ve given us the keys, you can move in there.’ So you’d get your mates to move in.”

    Squatting Life

    Hunter was a fairly seasoned squatter by the time he moved into Ellingfort Road, where he hoped to have a studio for his photography. The street before long began to fill, empty houses one by one becoming squats. But the squatters weren’t just artists, or students needing somewhere cheap.

    “It was all very varied,” Hunter recalls. “Two doors down the guys were motorbike despatch riders – they’d save up enough money and go off to the Far East for a few months. Next door to me there was a builder, and a girl who worked in a casino as a croupier. There were charity workers, people doing hardcore labouring jobs, and others who were saving up. It was a really good mixture.”

    The squatters began sharing and cooperating, and the community grew. Garden walls were knocked down and a communal garden established. A former motorcycle repair workshop became a community café, with food served three times a week. Bands like Asian Dub Foundation played at parties and Howard Marks came to give a talk. There was even a mini city farm – a pond with ducks, chickens and goats.

    It might have been their shared ‘outsider’ status as squatters that brought them together. But what really cemented this tight-knit community was the fear of being evicted and losing what they had built.

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    ‘Old Hackney’: photograph from ‘The Ghetto’ series by Tom Hunter, 1994. Courtesy of the artist

    Eviction Battle

    The battle to save the area began in 1994, when the squatters were threatened with eviction. Hackney Council unveiled plans to demolish the houses to make space for a large-scale industrial zone, including a frozen chicken warehouse.

    “It’s hard to imagine now that area which is just so vibrant. Now it looks so gentrified with all those places opening up but at the time it was an area of abandonment and dereliction,” says Hunter.

    The squatters weren’t alone in fighting the plans. On their side were local businesses against the idea of a fenced off industrial area. Hackney Council chose not to involve squatters in the consultation process, but legitimate businesses were invited along to the meetings.

    “The shops, the businesses and the pubs immediately came straight to us and said: ‘do you realise they’re going to knock down your houses and kick you out?’ We made lots of strong links and that came about because we were facing eviction.”

    One of the squatters ran a bike shop and was invited, as a local businessperson, to the meetings with the council.

    “He became our main representative. They didn’t realise all along that he was a squatter too. They thought like stereotypical squatters you sign on or you’re a student and didn’t realise you could be running a business or doing lots of different things.”

    Women Reading Possession Order, Tom Hunter 1997
    Dignified: Woman Reading Possession Order by Tom Hunter, 1997. Courtesy of the artist

    But the real game changer was yet to come. Hunter was approaching the end of his course and for his degree show, he and his friend James McKinnon made an exact replica model of the two squatted streets.

    Made out of cardboard, wood, transparencies and photographs, The Ghetto accurately recreated the exteriors of the houses and the lit-up interiors of rooms, complete with the people who lived there, sitting on their beds or drinking tea.

    “I wanted to make a document of the area before it was bulldozed, that was the idea. Because I wanted to represent everyone’s houses before they were all destroyed so that in generations to come they could see what was there.”

    The sculpture, which is now on permanent display in the Museum of London, challenged the prevalent sense in the tabloid media that squatters were a threat to civilised society.

    Hunter’s university tutor, Julien Rodriguez, was so impressed by the piece that he arranged for people from the Museum of London, the Guardian and Time Out to attend the degree show, and suddenly the squatters’ plight was catapulted onto the national stage.

    “It became a political propaganda piece for us. It was an amazing transformation from being a squatter to the Guardian saying: ‘well what do you think about housing issues?’ It was like, wow, people are actually interested. And then lots of people started saying this is really important, and maybe we shouldn’t be knocking this down.”

    With the sculpture making headlines, Hackney Council’s attitude softened. “Suddenly people in the council felt compelled to speak to us, so we could actually talk about a way to save and regenerate the area.”

    “It gave my art a meaning and a purpose – it wasn’t just about putting pictures on the walls. It was a huge step in my career, a launching place which made me realise the potential of making art.”

    Having won the propaganda war, the squatters spent the next 10 years transforming the community into a housing cooperative, borrowing money from a housing association to buy the properties from the council and fixing them up. Even today they are still repaying the money on the houses.

    “That’s pretty much as it’s been ever since. I spent another seven years there I think, my daughter was born there, and I still stay there now and again. My friends are still there and they’ve got kids now that are the same age as my kids. They all go to Gayhurst so we even share the same school run.”

    tomhunter.org

  • ‘Hackney boy’ Asif Kapadia nominated for Oscar for Amy Winehouse documentary

    ‘Hackney boy’ Asif Kapadia nominated for Oscar for Amy Winehouse documentary

    Amy Winehouse. Photograph: Alex Lake
    Amy Winehouse. Photograph: Alex Lake

    Hackney-born film director Asif Kapadia has been nominated for an Oscar for his documentary about the life and career of Amy Winehouse.

    Amy was nominated in the Best Documentary Feature category, and will go up against What Happened Miss Simone? as well as non-music related documentaries The Look of Silence, Cartel Land and Winter on Fire: Ukraine’s Fight for Freedom.

    Amy is the highest grossing British documentary of all time, surpassing Senna, Kapadia’s 2010 documentary about the Brazilian Formula One driver.

    Speaking to the Hackney Citizen and East End Review, Kapadia said he was sorting out his tax receipts when the announcement was made yesterday.

    “It’s been winning quite a few prizes, but I’m very superstitious and you don’t want to get carried away so I was trying not to think about it. Luckily our film starts with the letter ‘A’ so it was the first one up.”

    Despite critical acclaim and box office success, Senna was overlooked on the Oscar shortlist for 2012, making the nomination for Amy all the sweeter.

    “Our aim was to show people the real girl, the real Amy – and in that way I think we succeeded,” said Kapadia.

    “At least now people have more compassion and love for her now than maybe before. I think she became a bit of a tabloid persona, tabloid character, when actually she’s high art, she’s a real natural phenomenon and someone for London to be really proud of.

    “Hopefully if this happens again and someone else has what appears to be a public breakdown we’ll show a bit more love and compassion and not attack them.”

    After wins last year for Rebecca Lenkiewicz (Ida) and James Lucas (The Phone Call), Kapadia is happy to be flying the flag for Hackney at this year’s Oscar ceremony, as fellow East Londoner Idris Elba lost out for his role in Beasts of no Nation.

    “I’m a Hackney boy born and bred,” he said. “I was born in Mother’s Hopsital which is no longer there, I went to Tyssen Primary school and I went to Homerton House secondary school.

    “We lived in Stokey and we lived in Stamford Hill and although I don’t live in Hackney right now you can’t take Hackney out of the man. It definitely gave me the strength to survive.”

    Asif-Kapadia receiving an honorary doctorate at the University of East London in 2011
    Asif-Kapadia receiving an honorary doctorate at the University of East London in 2012

    The Oscars have once again come under fire for a lack of racial diversity, with Kapadia enjoying the dubious distinction of being one the few non-white nominees.

    “I guess all you can do is be there and represent your side and hopefully other people will get the opportunity and come through,” he said.

    “I’m just happy to be there as one of the Londoners. I’m just going to go there with our film and not worry too much about that other stuff.”

    The 2016 Oscar winners will be announced on 28 February at a ceremony at the Dolby Theatre, Hollywood.

  • Vocal Constructivists: the Stoke Newington choir with a graphic approach to music

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    Vocal Constructivists perform Lektura at The Forge, Camden, November 2012. Photograph: Monika Chilicka

    How can you ‘play’ a series of squiggles, or dots, or wavy lines?

    I loosely paraphrase a question posed by my 13-year-old self in a school music class. We were being introduced to graphic scores, a way of representing music through visual symbols outside the realm of crochets, quavers, treble clefs and the like.

    Graphic scores as we know them began in the 1950s, as avant-garde composers such as Krzysztof Penderecki and Karlheinz Stockhausen began integrating noises, effects and electronic interventions into their compositions.

    These composers found traditional notation limiting and sought new ways of conveying information to the performer. Instead of five horizontal lines and various dots thereon, they employed geometric shapes, abstract patterns and symbols, which gave performers interpretive freedom and meant no two renditions would sound alike.

    Vocal Constructivists is a Stoke Newington experimental chamber choir that performs graphic scores. It was founded by Jane Alden, a choral singer with a traditional choral background who was so fascinated with one particular graphic score that she formed a group to perform it.

    That score was the epic 193-page Treatise, composed by Cornelius Cardew between 1963–67. Once called the ‘Mount Everest’ of graphic scores, Treatise is inspired by the philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein and consists of numbers, shapes and symbols, whose interpretation is left to the performer.

    A chance meeting in 2010 with Michael Parsons, a composer who in the 1960s helped found the experimental Scratch Orchestra with Cardew, sowed the seed from which Vocal Constructivists bloomed.

    “I was at Tate Modern in 2010 and looking at all this constructivist influenced art when I ran into someone who said that’s Michael Parsons over there. So I boldly went up and said I’m really interested in Treatise and was wondering if you think it’s ever been realised just by singers. He said he didn’t think it had.”

    Five years on, and a group that formed for the sake of one composition is still together, performing a programme at last month’s Stoke Newington Contemporary Music Festival inspired by the centenary of early abstract artist Kazimir Malevich.

    “I’d say we’re moving in the reverse direction,” Alden says, comparing their experiments in sound with abstract art. “The whole idea of making a vase and flowers look like a vase and flowers was turned upside down by the development of form, the idea that form is what is ultimately interesting rather than the content.

    “Whereas what we’re doing is looking at scores that are deliberately ambiguous, so a composer might give us a vase and two flowers and it’s up to us to use our imaginations to see what we can get out of it.”

    Alden sings in the New London Chamber Choir, and the group she originally assembled consisted of fellow choristers. Now though it is more of a mix; some members have a background in improvisation, others can’t read music at all, which means talking about music in a language accessible to all.

    “I originally formed the group but it’s evolved in a participatory way,” says Alden. “We’re saying let’s see what the performers can bring to the table, rather than how the composer wants it, and what is interesting about it is that the parameters are so completely open.”

    After the high point of the 1950s and 60s, graphic scores became deeply unfashionable, with Cardew himself denouncing his own avant-garde work, including Treatise.

    Now, however, graphic scores are experiencing a comeback of sorts, with the likes of Aphex Twin and Sonic Youth amongst those who have used them. Is this a symptom of the ever-increasing role of computers in music, or does it run deeper?

    “We’re in a period where people are looking at the radicalism of the 60s and 70s wistfully,” says Alden. “Maybe people are getting interested again because it represents a kind of freedom that people hanker after now. But whether or not we can achieve it is a different question.”

    vocalconstructivists.com

  • Hackney Colliery Band releases ‘Heroes’ as East London mourns Bowie

    Ska: The Hackney Colliery Band
    Brass tribute: The Hackney Colliery Band

    A ska version of David Bowie’s ‘Heroes’, performed by brass ensemble the Hackney Colliery Band, has been released as a tribute to the music icon, who died on Sunday aged 69.

    The upbeat recording is free to download, with the band encouraging donations to Cancer Research UK or Macmillan Cancer Support in lieu of payment.

    The band were already planning to release the recording this week to coincide with that of Blackstar, Bowie’s 29th and final album, which came out last Friday.

    Trumpet player Steve Pretty admits he was initially worried about releasing an upbeat rendition of ‘Heroes’ at a time of grief, but says the reaction so far has been overwhelmingly positive.

    “I was a little worried it would feel inappropriate, but people have been saying that it’s cheered them up, people who are real Bowie fans. I think if it was morose it wouldn’t add much. It’s more a celebration than a commemoration I suppose.”

    For Pretty, the most inspirational thing about David Bowie was his “creative restlessness”.

    “I was sad to hear of his death but he didn’t define my youth,” he said.

    “At the same time the thing I really admire about him as a creative force is that restlessness and the fact he was able to be so incredibly popular but at the same time do things on his own terms.

    “That restless energy and lack of cynicism is really refreshing. Being able to keep control in an industry that is not always a nice place to operate, to stay popular, relevant and by all accounts a nice guy, is an amazing achievement.”

    As part of a nationwide outpouring of grief, East London residents have been finding ways to pay tribute to the man who gave us Ziggy Stardust, Aladdin Sane and the Thin White Duke.

    Newly-opened bar Machine No 3 on Well Street is hosting a David Bowie Tribute Party tomorrow evening, with prizes for the best costume, face-paint and t-shirts, while pupils at Queensbridge primary school in Haggerston sang a rousing rendition of ‘Starman’ at a memorial assembly yesterday.

    Download ‘Heroes’ here: https://hackneycollieryband.bandcamp.com/track/heroes

    Machine No 3 tribute bash: https://www.facebook.com/events/568052196692714/

  • Women: New Portraits exhibition by Annie Leibovitz opens this week in East London

    Annie Leibovitz with her children, Sarah, Susan and Samuelle, Rhinebeck,...
    Women: New Portraits Exhibition by Annie Leibovitz with Exclusive Commissioning Partner UBS. Annie Leibovitz with her children Sarah, Susan and Samuelle Rhinebeck Copyright © Annie Leibovitz

    It is no hyperbole to describe Annie Leibovitz as a strong candidate for most famous living photographer.

    From the iconic image of a pregnant and naked Demi Moore to the last photograph of John Lennon, taken five hours before he was shot, there are few bona fide stars not to find themselves at the end of Leibovitz’s lens.

    And this month, new work by Leibovitz will be in East London for the first leg of a world touring exhibition.

    Women: New Portraits features newly-commissioned photographs that reflect the changes in the roles of women today.

    The photographs, on display at Wapping Hydraulic Power Station, continue a project Leibovitz started more than 15 years ago with her late partner, Susan Sontag.

    That project, entitled Women, was, in Sontag’s words, a series of “photographs of people with nothing more in common than that they are women”.

    It saw portraits of First Ladies and Hollywood stars alongside those of coal miners, domestic violence victims, a surgeon and an astronaut.

    Women: New Portraits will feature work from the original series as well as the newly-commissioned photographs and other pictures taken in the interim.

    The free exhibition is scheduled to visit nine other major global cities over the course of the year, though London is its first port of call.

    Women: New Portraits is at Wapping Hydraulic Power Station, Wapping Wall, E1W 3SL from 16 January – 7 February 2016

  • Shaping up in Hackney: one man’s quest for physical perfection

    Mansoor Iqbal attempts to star jump his way to fitness

    like cigarettes, I like beer, and I like fried chicken. My job is almost entirely sedentary and I have, as you will read later, a ‘weak core’. I’ve never had a problem with any of this, and have always viewed more active pursuits – and those who indulge in them – with a mixture of disdain and trepidation.

    But something has happened to me in the last couple of years. Something perhaps inevitable, given the above: the paunch. Affecting not to care about your figure is one thing when you’re a snake-hipped badass. But when you’re above fighting weight and have recently crossed the threshold of a new decade, suffice to say Something Has to be Done.

    In the interests of science, I decided to humiliate myself in four different ways: going for a run, a session with a personal trainer, yoga and a group boxfit class.

    But before I tell you about each one, a confession. I had a lot of fun doing these things. Yes, I was in a lot of pain, but I might be starting to understand why people like being active – the effect on one’s mood cannot be understated.

    And despite my complete lack of fitness, co-ordination or dignity, I was not once offered anything but warm, friendly, encouragement. So, if you feel at all intimidated by sporty people, you needn’t be.

    Going for a run

    On returning from an eight-day sojourn to the States, I resolve to begin my odyssey with a jog in the park. Three laps around the outside of London Fields, home in time for tea – no problem.

    Well, not until it starts to rain torrentially. Then my iPod decides it doesn’t want to play ball. Starting at Pub on the Park, I’m out of breath by the time I reach Broadway Market, holding a faulty electrical device, thoroughly soaked and well on the way to a case of trench foot.

    But it becomes an oddly liberating experience. The shortness of breath one becomes accustomed to, and eventually just concentrating on rhythmically throwing one leg in front of the other becomes rather satisfying. The sense of achievement on reaching the end, the burst of energy you get as you know you’re approaching it…it’s all rather joyous actually, as running essentially is (do it with your hands in the air if you’re not convinced). The rain? Well, it was refreshing, okay? Just get some shoes without holes.

    Born to jog (in London Fields): Mansoor finds running an ‘oddly liberating experience’

    An assessment with a personal trainer

    Why did I agree to go to an introductory session with a personal trainer the day after my company Christmas party? As I unglue my eyelids, and cough up cigarette butts, I wonder what levels of self-loathing would drive a man to this.

    This was the thing I was dreading most, envisaging a terrifying beef carcass raining blows on me while I wept over the mess I’d made of my life. I was robbed of that narrative arc by a softly-spoken gentleman by the name of Sapan Seghal, founder of London Fields Fitness, who explains his philosophy of making fitness available to everyone (his gym offers low-cost classes too).

    He takes me through the process of personalisation, explaining how much of it is down to nutrition (80 per cent!), before making me reveal my shameful lifestyle and asking me about my goals. I almost feel like I should be reclining in an analyst’s couch, but then comes the assessment.

    Skip, he says; run over there; more skipping; step on and off this bench; crunches; now press ups! Repeat! Bench squats! Nothing in isolation is so bad but combined it is pretty punishing (at one point I wonder if I should tell him how close I am to vomiting). Yep, Sapan, agrees, my core strength is an issue.

    But again, it’s strange: I feel good! I feel like I want to do more of this (not today) and indeed, one of the central principles of the work they do here is giving you ‘homework’. I tell Sapan how good I feel, reflecting, “I must be a masochist.”  “I can tell,” he responds, “from the way you run”.

    London Fields Fitness Studio
    379 Mentmore Terrace, E8 3PH
    londonfieldsfitness.com

    Sunday morning yoga

    I confess, I have always been a sceptic, but when my editor says: “Maybe try something a bit more relaxed, like yoga,” I think why not? On a Sunday morning it’ll make a nice chilled-out start to the official day of rest.

    Something more relaxed indeed! In fairness, perhaps I didn’t explain to the instructor, the most excellent (and patient) Naomi at Yoga on the Lane that I am a total novice, but it seems I have landed myself in an advanced class.

    And advanced it very much is! It’s a majority female class, and these women are rock solid – the moves they pull off without flinching something to behold. I, by comparison, am trembling and panting for breath, trying to support my body weight on one puny arm.

    I feel a little bit like a nuisance in here, but Naomi takes good care of me, putting me in ‘child pose’ when the going gets tough (I love child pose). It is quite the workout, and I can feel that weak core being put to the test, as well as my sense of balance, and am dripping with sweat by the end.

    At the end, we get to do a little lie down…and it’s amazing! Maybe it’s because I’ve just taken such a beating, but I really do feel at peace, lulled off by the gentle sounds of Sunday morning.

    Yoga on the Lane
    105 Shacklewell Lane, E8 2EB
    yogaonthelane.com

    Poser: Mansoor gets to grips with a yoga mat

    Punching strangers at a boxfit class

    When I find out that boxfit is punching and occasionally ducking out of the way of punching and not just a boxing-themed aerobics class, I get The Fear (the seeds of which were sown by being around people pumping iron – though énergie does pride itself on not being a ‘big scary gym’).

    Boxfit goes like this. We’re put into twos; I get paired with Michelle, a fellow first timer, whose kickboxing warmup is enough for me to realise quite how badly she’d deck me in a real fight (take a friend if punching strangers doesn’t appeal).

    Jonathan, the instructor, demonstrates with one of the more experienced hands an increasingly complex series of moves with which one of you, holding pads, challenges the be-gloved puncher.

    I’m instantly distressed by how much I’m enjoying punching. As the routines get more complex, and you get more accustomed to it, you even start to imagine you’re in an actual bout (a pretty big leap, but a boy can dream).

    Jonathan gives us friendly advice, saying, not in so many words, that if you keep doing that, you’re going to get pulverised. I find myself caring and really wanting to take on the advice.

    This is a covertly intense workout – you don’t really realise while you’re punching/being punched, but you are working almost every part of your body (the next-day aches are in unexpected places).

    I’m actually tempted to particularly recommend this to my non-punchy brothers and sisters – you may well learn something about yourself…

    énergie
    3 Reading Lane, E8 1GQ
    energiefitnessclubs.com/hackney

  • Playwright Rebecca Lenkiewicz: ‘I think the fear of the outsider is still present’

    An Out of Joint, Watford Palace Theatre and Arcola Theatre co-production, in association with Eastern Angles. Jane Wenham: The Witch of Walkern. Photo Credit: ©Richard Davenport 2015, Richard@rwdavenport.co.uk, 07545642134
    Trials and tribulations… Hannah Hutch (Ann) and Amanda Bellamy (Jane) in Jane Wenham: The Witch of Walkern. Photograph: Richard Davenport

    The fascinating story of one of the last witch trials in England is the inspiration for a play by Rebecca Lenkiewicz, opening this month at the Arcola.

    Jane Wenham: The Witch of Walkern is based on the true story of an old woman who narrowly avoided execution after being accused and convicted of witchcraft in the Hertfordshire village of Walkern in 1712.

    Jane Wenham was a ‘cunning woman’, a type of healer who used herbs to ward off illnesses. But after crossing certain members of the village she was accused of witchcraft and arrested. The trial caused a sensation in London, provoking a pamphlet war, while the village itself was caught between those wanting to save her life and those claiming to want to save her soul.

    Lenkiewicz, who co-wrote the Oscar-winning film Ida, and whose play The Naked Skin was the first by a living female to be performed on the National Theatre’s Olivier stage, was approached by Max Clifford-Clark from theatre company Out of Joint and asked if she wanted to write about Jane Wenham.

    “I looked into it and thought it was fascinating and said yes,” says Lenkiewicz, a former Hackney resident who now lives in Leyton. “Although I’ve taken a few events and let it spring from that really because what interested me more is how it still resonates today.”

    Arthur Miller famously used the Salem witch trials to comment on McCarthyism in The Crucible, and Lenkiewicz similarly uses the story of Jane Wenham to draw parallels to the present day.

    “She was an outsider Jane Wenham, she lived on the edge of the village and I just think that fear of the outsider is very much still present. You see it with immigration, people terrified of anything or anyone coming into their territory. It’s not just modern it’s historical, and crippling in many ways.”

    Wenham’s outsider status Lenkiewicz believes can be attributed to her age and gender. Part of it, she says, was economics – the idea of communities not wanting people who weren’t contributing anymore.

    “But also it was mainly women who were prosecuted,” she says, “so I suppose my question would be what terrifies men about women that at that time they would put them into torture corsets and gag them?”

    Lenkiewicz’s plays often – though not exclusively – focus on women’s stories, from her debut play Soho: A Tale of Table Dancers (the first production to be staged at the Arcola, back in 2001) to 2008’s Her Naked Skin, a tale of the struggles facing two suffragettes before World War One.

    Lenkiewicz feels keenly that women are hugely underrepresented in film and theatre, and tries to redress that balance. Her most recent film script is about the Second World War allied spy Noor Inayat Khan, a radio-operator in Nazi-occupied Paris who was sent to Dachau and murdered. “She was an incredibly brave young woman, and you just want to bring out the story lest we forget,” Lenkiewicz explains.

    This desire to give women who have been silenced a voice explains Lenkiewicz’s anger at the cancellation of a performance of Jane Wenham: The Witch of Walkern at a girls’ school in Ipswich last October, where it was due to be staged as part of regional tour prior to the London run.

    Ipswich High School for Girls cancelled the performance after learning of the play’s “references to child abuse”, something Lenkiewicz dismisses as censorious and evidence of a “nanny state mentality”.

    “I just thought it was a sign of our bleak nanny state times that they were forbidding 15- or 16-year-old girls to watch something that was incredibly pertinent to them,” she says.

    “One of the main characters is only 16 and a very confused female. I just think it’s an apt piece to see for anyone who’s going through that maelstrom of change really of profound change.”

    Lenkiewicz, who is now in her mid-40s, explains that her intention was always to tell Jane Wenham’s story, but that the writing process brought to light more instances of silencing and oppression towards women, the most terrifying of which being child abuse. “Kids are told they shouldn’t tell, and we should be addressing that – we shouldn’t be shutting these conversations down,” she told The Stage.

    The irony that a play dealing with the hysteria and the oppression of women should be deemed inappropriate was underlined when Lenkiewicz received a letter from a 15-year-old girl who had seen the play in Watford.

    “It was a very heartfelt letter saying how it had helped her in many ways and that she thought it was essential viewing for young women and that it was about empowerment,” Lenkiewicz recalls.

    “If I was directing this play towards anyone it would be a young female contingent because it’s all about having a voice really.”

    Jane Wenham: The Witch of Walkern is at the Arcola Theatre, 24 Ashwin Street, E8 3DL until 30 January
    arcolatheatre.com

  • London International Mime Festival comes to the East End

    He Who Falls (Celui Qui Tombe), Compagnie Yoann Bourgeois. Photograph: © Géraldine Aresteanu
    He Who Falls (Celui Qui Tombe), performed by Compagnie Yoann Bourgeois. Photograph: © Géraldine Aresteanu

    Mime is by definition the ‘quiet man’ of the theatrical arts, but each year the London International Mime Festival sets out to showcase sophisticated and cutting-edge forms of visual theatre that are worth shouting about.

    This month world-renowned acts from across the globe will have their sights trained on London, with the Barbican one of the host venues.

    Charades this certainly is not. Ball-bearings spin and pendulums swing in Expiry Date, by Belgian company BabaFish (19–23 January), while four performers give an ephemeral retrospective of one man’s life, whose memories are conveyed through an unpredictable mix of acting, juggling, movement and singing.

    Monteverdi’s operatic take on the legend of Ulysses, and Primo Levi’s Second World War refugee memoir The Truce, are starting points for The Return (27–31 January), a production by Australian company Circa that explores states of exile, fusing singing and music with the physicality of contemporary circus.

    String marionettes, operated by the German puppeteers of Figurentheater Tűbingen, make reference to art, science and nature in Wunderkammer (2–6 February), while in Dark Circus by Stereoptik, two French visual artists bring paper, ink, sand and silhouettes to life, drawing and playing music, with their creations projected onto a large screen (26–30 January).

    French artist Yoann Bourgeois has a fascination with weightlessness and suspension. For his production He Who Falls, six performers react with agility when a suspended podium begins to pivot, swing and elevate, with each scenario choreographed to music.

     The London International Mime Festival dates from 1977 and is the longest running event of its type in the world.

     9 January – 6 February 2016
    Go to mimelondon.com

     

     

  • London Short Film Festival: what’s on out East

    Double Anamaria
    Seeing double: Anamaria Marinca in Bootstrapped, a short film by Tony Grisoni playing at the ICA on 10 January as part of the London Short Film Festival

    Films about peer pressure, relationships gone wrong and cats are to feature at the London Short Film Festival, returning this month for its 13th edition.

    Hackney Picturehouse, the Ace Hotel Shoreditch and the Round Chapel in Lower Clapton are host venues for the festival, which aims to offer a snapshot of contemporary Britain in the most confrontational of terms.

    Fucked Up Love (Hackney Picturehouse, 9 January) is a selection of shorts focusing on extra-marital affairs, sex games, prostitution and misread moments, from a story of a couple trying to take a picture they both agree on, told through the lens of a photo booth, to a short in which an act of animal cruelty creates a schism in a couple’s relationship.

    There’s a focus on groups of people, with programmes about motherhood, lonely men and peer pressure amongst urban youth. And with the refugee crisis still very much in the spotlight, a programme of shorts entitled Movement: Refugee and Migrant examines perceptions of immigration and the grim realities many immigrants face.

    One programme likely to pull in crowds has a feline focus. Cats&Cats&Cats is a celebration of the best in classic and contemporary cat cinema, to be held at the Round Chapel on 14 January. A live score by psychedelic three-piece Stealing Sheep will accompany some classic mog-centred shorts such as Private Life of a Cat (US, 1949), Cat’s Cradle (US, 1959), Jayne Parker’s The Cat and the Woman: a Cautionary Tale (UK, 1982), as well as three new cat films specially commissioned for the festival.

    Films from around the world make up an unprecedented number of submissions – nearly 2,000 in total – with Bootstrapped, the latest short by award-winning screenwriter Tony Grisoni, the pick among the many offerings by local filmmakers.

    London Short Film Festival
    8–17 January 2016
    http://shortfilms.org.uk

  • The Hornbeam café – review: ‘a true community hub’

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    Visible from a distance: Jenny Parker and Kate Bentley outside The Hornbeam Café on Hoe Street, Walthamstow

    The Hornbeam café and community centre can be found on Hoe Street, an ancient thoroughfare lined with no-frills shops and eateries with local colour aplenty. The street made national news recently when residents lifted up a bus to free a trapped unicyclist, and again when it had to be closed following a mass brawl between teenagers.

    With its murals, flowerpots serving as bike locking stations, and funky lettering, the Hornbeam is easily visible from a distance. The café is run by an organisation called Norman Loves – headed up by Jenny Parker and Kate Bentley and boosted by volunteers, who serve simple and wholesome vegetarian breakfasts and lunches made from largely organic ingredients.

    A warm and pleasant space, the café also hosts film nights and supper clubs, and sells locally made organic jams and chutneys. On Saturday mornings families fill the tables soon after opening, while young couples as well as older residents stop in for a coffee before picking up fruit and vegetables at the stall operating outside. Children filter in through the side door on their way to music lessons upstairs.

    The Hornbeam also houses the Forest Recycling Project, a community enterprise selling reclaimed paint at vastly reduced prices, diverting the paint from landfill to homeowners with DIY needs; and OrganicLea, a local growing initiative that runs a local veg box scheme akin to Growing Communities. People can sign up to the scheme in the café, which also operates as a pick-up point.

    The Hornbeam has a loyal local following, with heartfelt reviews on Yelp. With the boost to the area that the new Lea Bridge station will provide, it should continue to thrive, as it serves people from vastly different age groups and backgrounds, and provides avenues for further involvement for those who wish to socialise. Although may look a bit threadbare inside, this is a true community hub.

    Hornbeam Café
    458 Hoe Street, E17 9AH
    www.hornbeam.org.uk