v: A Dedicated Bench

There is something uniquely touching about the dedications found on benches – in parks, by beauty spots, or – in the case of this movement – alongside the Great River Ouse. They are epitaphs to lost loved ones, but they do something rather different than epitaphs on graves. They are somehow living dedications, not tucked away in graveyards but existing out there in public space – often both a record of a vantage point enjoyed by someone whilst alive, and also granting that person a continuing role in the community by inviting interaction with all who sit on that bench. The language for this movement will mainly be gathered by field-work.