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Super Sunday

9 Oct

hiiii, I’ve been iiilll this week. however, super things can still happen when you’re ill apparently, so here we go:

1. My dad came to visit last weekend which was really nice. I can’t believe it was only a week ago that we were napping in the hot sun on Brighton beach! Especially as I’ve felt like my nose is about to fall off the past 4 days.

2. I’ve spent a chunk of this week cuddled up in a blanket watching My So-Called Life (bliss!) and as a result have been wearing a great deal of 90s fashion – plaid, baggy jumpers, and crushed velvet. I’VE LOVED IT. I don’t understand why Claire Danes and Jared Leto felt it necessary to grow up and become THIS:


3. Beautifully unexpected dinner with old and good friends who happened to be in Brighton last night and it was so fun! Super.

4. I read a great interview with Maurice Sendak of Where the Wild Things Are fame.

5a. Great quote from original riot grrl, Kathleen Hanna. I get you, Kathleen. Illustration by dear diary.

5b. If you’re not familiar with the Ryan Gosling Hey Girl meme then… well done, you don’t spend too much time on the internet. But if you ARE familiar, then feministryangosling will be the best thing you have ever seen!

6. Peppermint tea in the Rough Trade East cafe with the gals was v. nice.

7. I am a sucker for magazines and my new fave is The Gentlewoman. I think it might be the perfect magazine. Fascinating interviews with inspiring women, beautiful photographs and styling, and nice, thick paper. Yep yep.

hanna  ♥


Super Sunday

3 Jul

1. Glastonbury, as mentioned in my last post, was incredibly super. I was there as part of the panel for the Green Jobs and Sustainable Futures debate that was scheduled on Saturday in Billy Bragg’s Leftfield tent. I think it went really well, 150 people turned up (and stayed!), we got some good questions, and I got to talk about my work with the East London Green Jobs Alliance. Best bits though – Emmy the Great also being on the panel, staying afterwards to hear her and Billy Bragg sing, and the debate getting a brief mention in Tim Dowling’s column for the Guardian!

2. I am going to post some more pics later on this week, but Paris with my sister was so much fun. There was badly spoken French, cocktails at the Ritz, croques monsieurs, long walks, boat trips, book shops, the Eiffel Tower and macaroons. Beaucoup de good times.

3. We also had the fun adventure of meeting a crew of Parisien dancers and acrobats. They were amazingly talented and a couple of them are in this parkour (or free-running) video which shows them in the Forum des Halles. It’s made me reflect a lot on what makes good art, and what makes good protest. Of course, these aren’t necessarily the same thing, but both seem to require people who are willing to end their complicity with the norm, to take a moment to show others the inherent absurdity in the way we live, and what a different world could look like. Inspiring.

4. I have become a bit obsessed with photo booths, but we don’t have any of the old-school good ones in the UK. I have found this fun website though (cue me being incredibly silly in my living room).

5. Love these cameos carved from Oreo cookies! By artist Judith G. Klausner.

6. I was in Stoke Newington today and dropped by a local school fair with some friends for the tea and cake. One corner of the playground was devoted to loads of mini placards, in preparation for the “Mischief Makers Protest March” that was going to take place later in the afternoon. The kids had been encouraged to make placards about things they cared about and they were absolutely brilliant, ranging from the eco-warrior-in-training “Save the Tiger”, to the cute “I Love Golden Syrup”, to the weird “Don’t Destroy Daleks Dr. Who”, to the plain heart-breaking “Don’t Leave Mum”. The best had to be the massive “Let Children Teach” banner! A gorgeous idea all round, I wish I could have stayed to see them march around the playground.

7. A new Hummingbird Bakery has opened up near my offices off Brick Lane. Massive yay.

hanna ♥

I want to marry the wind

24 Dec

The Guardian posted this today as their favourite green advertisement and it is wonderful!

Happy Christmas Eve everyone!

hanna ♥

Everything is fine, love, your government.

15 Dec

I saw this facebook status today and thought it was so hilarious I added it as my own. You can too!

██ █ ████ everything ███ █████ is █████ ████ ████ fine ████ ███ █ ██████ love. █████ ███████ ███ your █████ ████ government #wikileaks

I thought I’d do a little wikileaks round-up for those who haven’t been keeping on top of all the many articles etc. Lord knows I haven’t.

Got any other good links? Leave them in the comments below. Lastly, I hand over to Juice Media…

p.s. turns out that status at the beginning is from a protest banner in Australia.

Super Sunday

12 Dec

1. I don’t know what this means, but I like it. Another print by Mr A Hayes.

2. My friends Jess and Char came down for the day yesterday and we had such a fun time! We had a good trawl through the antiques market – I bought this very freaky owl mask which is quite possibly the best thing ever. Now someone needs to have a woodland themed party, like, now.

3. Brighton Farm Market is, I think, my favourite place to be on a Saturday. Look at the scrummy food! Get the vegan hot chocolate from the Jolly Green Cafe. Divine.

4. We also hit up Terre a Terre while Jess and Char were down, which was the craziest culinary experience I’ve ever had in my life. If you want vegetarian food like you’ve never tasted before, definitely definitely check this out.

5. I’ve been following the anti-cuts protests avidly and was so, so disappointed that the rise in tuition fees got voted through. I’ll definitely be attending the Pay Day protests next weekend. In the meantime, I read about this incredible one woman TopShop protest, that involves chocolate. Sounds good to me.

6. Only just discovered 80s band Martha and the Muffins. Where have they been all my life? Super!

7. I was very proud of my friends Niel Bowerman, Kirsty Schneeberger and Casper ter Kuile for being featured in The Guardian as youth climate leaders. Well done guys!

hanna ♥

Nobel peace prize awarded without winner Liu Xiaobo

10 Dec

I just cried my eyes out watching this video of the Nobel Peace Prize ceremony. The winner, Liu Xiaobo isn’t there to collect the award, since he has been incarcerated in China for 11 years as a political prisoner. His wife can’t collect the award either, since she has been placed under house arrest. I’m really glad the Nobel committee had the guts to go ahead with the ceremony instead of cancelling it, so that the world can see that empty chair. Read more about Liu Xiaobo’s work here.

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Comment is Free – This isn’t just a student protest. It’s a children’s crusade.

25 Nov

Evening all, I just read this article by Laurie Penny on the Guardian Comment is Free site and though it was so good it was worth cross-posting in full. With a 17 year old sister and a 15 year old brother facing stupendous debt as they go to uni (not to mention my parents trying to support them) I am totally uplifted and heartbroken at the same time that there are kids on the streets standing up for themselves. So here’s to them.

Outside Downing Street, in front of a line of riot police, I am sitting beside a makeshift campfire. It’s cold, and the schoolchildren who have skipped classes gather around as a student with a three-string guitar strikes up the chords to Tracy Chapman’s Talkin Bout a Revolution. The kids start to sing, sweet and off-key, an apocalyptic choir knotted around a small bright circle of warmth and energy. “Finally the tables are starting to turn,” they sing, the sound of their voices drowning out the drone of helicopters and the screams from the edge of the kettle. “Finally the tables are starting to turn.”

Then a cop smashes into the circle. The police shove us out of the way and the camp evaporates in a hiss of smoke, forcing us forward. Not all of us know how we got here, but we’re being crammed in with brutal efficiency: the press of bodies is vice-tight and still the cops are screaming at us to move forward. Beside me, a schoolgirl is crying. She is just 14.

“We followed the crowd,” she says. So did we all. There are no leaders here: the thousands of schoolchildren and young people who streamed into Whitehall three hours ago in protest at the government’s attacks on further and higher education were working completely off script. A wordless cry went up somewhere in the crowd and they were off, moving as one, with no instructions, towards parliament.

But just because there are no leaders here doesn’t mean there is no purpose. These kids – and most of them are just kids, with no experience of direct action, who walked simultaneously out of lessons across the country just before morning break – want to be heard. “Our votes don’t count,” says one nice young man in a school tie. The diversity of the protest is extraordinary: white, black and Asian, rich and poor. Uniformed state-school girls in too-short skirts pose by a plundered police van as their friends take pictures, while behind them a boy in a mask holds a placard reading “Burn Eton”.

“We can’t even vote yet,” says Leyla, 14. “So what can we do? Are we meant to just sit back while they destroy our future and stop us going to university? I wanted to go to art school, I can’t even afford A-levels now without EMA [education maintenance allowance]”.

I ask her who she thinks is in charge. Her friend, a young boy in a hoodie, grins at me, gesturing to the front of the kettle, where children are screaming “shame on you” and throwing themselves under the police batons. “Us,” he says.

This is a leaderless protest with no agenda but justice: it is a new children’s crusade, epic and tragic. More fires are lit as the children try to keep warm: they are burning placards and pages from their school planners. A sign saying “Dumbledore would not stand for this shit!” goes up in flames.

This is also an organic movement: unlike previous demos, there are no socialist organisers leading the way, no party flags to rally behind. The word spread through Twitter and Facebook; rumours passed around classrooms and meeting halls: get to Westminster, show them your anger.

Suddenly, there is a rush from the front and the sound of yelling police as hundreds of protesters run back from the lines, frightened. “Don’t throw anything!” implores a young, bearded protester with a megaphone. “Protect your friends – don’t give them the excuse!” But no one is listening. Sticks are being thrown: the mood is enraged as people see their friends struck back or struck down. “Tory scum!” they yell. “I wish they weren’t breaking things,” says Leyla, “but this is what happens when they ruin people’s futures.”

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