The Channel of Anti-Boredom: Music Collective TreeHouse

Jemima Skala Interviews TreeHouse; a music collective+ based in Leeds. The Leeds music scene is rich/thriving/vibrant/colourful/all of the above clichés for describing something DIY and outside of the dominant cultural conversation. Leeds is often unfairly overlooked, with people deferring instead to Manchester or Sheffield to lead the way. That’s because most of what happens in…

Lunar Cycle: A Film Exploring the Sea and Natural Cycles

Easkey Britton is a professional surfer, scientist and creative. Her latest film explores the relationship between biological cycles and the sea. 10 words about your creative work… Creative expression and connection to the sea and natural cycles. How did you begin this work? I’ve been a surfer for as long as I can remember. Born…

The Rabelaisian Woman: Women poo too

Words by Delilah Kealy-Roberts Art by Daisy Macari The unknown is also the unseen; the avoided, the obscured and the denied. We can learn to ‘unknow’, closing the shutters nice and tight and filtering out the slightly distasteful. We can, and we do. The unknown is selective, it is “eww too much information” and it…

Discovering the Unknown

Lily writes her guide for tackling the unknown Words and art by Lily Garget No.1 The Unknown is not a dark place UNKNOWN. Where to begin? Every element of our lives is unknown to a certain extent. The word itself can be daunting – conjuring images of darkness and uninhabited places. In my own mind…

FIRST LOVE playlist

Playlist and words by Giannina Rodriguez Rico Art by Zia Larty-Healy The playlist I have compiled is an extension of one I created previously, carefully collected throughout my first serious relationship, and as I write them down I am left with the stinging sense of having once been loved. It is suffused with the gems that…

A Period Drama: Why we need to start talking openly about menstruation

Written by Heather Walswalchdevries Art by Elena Chabbi “I might shower tonight,” I told my friend and colleague Scott. “Whoa, is that time of the month again?!” He replied, referring to the ongoing joke that my sense of hygiene is severely underdeveloped, and that if I was a Sim the little thing above my head would…

The Seasons Come and Go: Perhaps the winter cold isn’t so bad after all

Words by Dredheza Maloku Art by Ana Ovilo This year I lived in summer for what was essentially nine months. Being in California for the coldest and bleakest months of London was a dream. I skipped the ‘January blues’, the late snow that somehow always arrives in February and the all-round biting London cold that we all…