Silvertown

“The Future Was Cancelled, Due To Lack Of Interest”
 

Despite being rudely interrupted by the weather and a very serious-looking James Nesbitt at the Emirates Airline we managed to reach the lofty heights overlooking Canary Wharf and make our descent into the ‘city of the future’ at Royal Wharf. Upon arrival we were greeted by crystaline buildings and the post-Fordist machine-dream man, extending a hammer in friendship.

Seeking shelter from the rain we find ourselves in an aircraft hanger teeming with people 'imitating Jesus’ and decide to test our consciousness with blue paper hats. Viewed the mill in context of a strange post-industrial post-modern post-art post-humanity post-apocalyptic mural here we insert speak bubbles to hilarious affect.

We then enter the portal through to our aspirational home where each coffee table surface is adorned with a weighty volume of Kate Moss photographs, each lamp is cocooned by a brass orb and we gaze at our reflections as the salesmen woo us with the charm offensive. At the Thames Barrier Park we admire the shiny white flats of the Barrier Point apartments, decidedly less white through the mist and pissing rain we are now enduring as we see how far our flung stones fly from the path into the mud.

We embark on a pub crawl consisting of two pubs on a diagonal across the village square of dreams (Lime House). Here we doodle and create the ideal artistic attributes that we should all aspire to.

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“The Future Was Cancelled, Due To Lack Of Interest”

For July’s KINGDOM we will be situating ourselves in shiny, shiny Silvertown, at the interface of ‘brands and people emotionally.’ It will take place at the derelict Millennium Mills, soon to be Millennium Quays, (of course) another much-anticipated ‘Brand Experience.’ 

The mill is situated very near the Royal Docks, Canary Wharfs larger, but less celebrated sibling and is widely recognized as one of London’s last great ruins. It sits uncomfortably between Boris’s named ‘enterprise zone,’ Chinas newly £1bn economic centre in Britain and the arms-fair-boasting, cruise ship hosting Excel centre.

Derek Jarmans, used the site as a backdrop for The Last of England (along with a long list of other past film makers and musicians etc) in the film, the voice over aptly claims that ‘England is the place where modernity went to die.’ Here we propose to explore this idea in relation to our shifting economies and changing relationships to work.

We wonder why the aspirational millennium was never reached by this soft white bread producer? We will consider the parallels between those who would’ve queued at the docks, precariously seeking work and our zero hour conditions today. We want to imagine what kind of services and luxury experiences will be produced here in years to come, and crucially, for whom?

Whilst investigating the landscape, the self-selecting group will consider the contemporary worker, our collective rights and work’s relationship to the body. The body that under Capitalism is defined by its ability or inability to work. To frame this we will find out about the psychological affects of austerity in light of the latest measures introduced under the work-fare system and ask if more is more really is more? 

Expect readings to be read, experiences to be shared and interventions to be carried out. In order to prepare us and relieve our anxieties about the future - we will undertake a group session of work-place mindfulness, which in the blink of an eye, will be swiftly interrupted as we find a place to screen Derek Jarmans apocalyptic, surreal masterpiece ‘The Last of England’ to wrap up the day.

In honour of the mill, we suggest everyone brings a white bread sandwich and a pillow or soft thing from which to watch the film.

Meeting time 10am place TBC*

Some images courtesy of Luis Ignacio
Extra thanks to the fellow from Royal Docks display rooms for the tour and Jehovahs Witnesses of London for use of your convention space and of course, as ever, to those who ventured and gained.