From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back.
Barely noticeable in narrow spaces between the High Street shop facades, these alleyways seemed to spark a recognition in me. As a child I would run errands down alleyways from my Grandmother's house in a small rural market town to the shops on the High Street. I found them disorientating and would struggle to get my bearings.
This childhood cognitive map has stayed with me has somehow superimposed itself onto my perception of my current day, more urban, surroundings.
Exploring the origins of these alleyways in the nearby town, I discover they are the traces of past landscapes. They came into existence orginally as shortcuts along the edges of fields, but over time the area became urbanised and the fields were built over. As yet more time passed a ring road was built to 'bring order to the chaos' , this cut through the older order. The old routes remained between the buildings for those pedestrians who know how to access them.
Exploring these spaces I have the sense that something has been left there in the gaps between things.