"Droga" was a collaborative artist walk led by Ania Bas for the Southend Polish Festival, with myself and John Borley as as collaborators.

The collaboration continued with documentation and response to the walk, and became a publication (available through Unbound, here)

…And there it is, the estuary. That brute the ocean, arm-wrestling the city filth with salt… creeping in with commuter hangovers in the early morning… muscling against the land… licking at her defences, hungry for change..

Look, a little toy skeleton washed up on the sand…

It’s been a year, you know, pretty much. And ‘Droga’ a worn down sandcastle still fighting the tide.

A bar of Halloween soap with a “PLASTIC SKELETON INSIDE”

Is the book the skeleton? Or more soap? And why is the skeleton the prize, not the soap? Because the soap goes away? Why is the toy in the cereal more desirable than the food?

Maybe the more immediate, the more transient, the more live and changeable the work…

…the more you have to make damn sure there is a toy inside.