Futility is the way home

Walking The 27mile Miners Way route in Dover district.

Carrying 10kg of coal in a single day.

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Meeting 21st-century challenges with 19th-century answers.

Futility is the way home looks to merge the notion of an uphill struggle and the improbable nature of humanity to invoke change, to create an artwork which becomes self-aware of its own futility. By walking the 27 mile Miner’s Way Trail, a route which connects the abandoned mines and mining towns of the Kent Colliery System, whilst carrying ten kilograms of coal, I am enabling the viewer to engage with the preconceptions of endurance and futility. What is it like to view a work which knows and comments on its own failures? A work which insists upon its own difficulty and, somewhat Biblically, punishes the artist for attempting to bring about change he knows he cannot.

The walk will start at the home I grew up in, follow the trail in an anti-clockwise direction, then cyclically return to the start. By inviting people to view and perform any and all of the walk with me, I am opening the performance up to a somewhat dérive experience, whereby we will engage with the landscape, history, future, policies, ecology and society of the area, through the existential lens of a futile endeavour. At ten stages of the walk I will take one kilogram of coal and make an arrow, pointing in the direction of travel, on the ground. Each of the arrow constructions, as well as ten parts of the walk, will be videoed and photographed for documentation. These will be added to a live blog which has been running to document the full process of the project. 

By futilely marching across the Kentish landscape, I am fusing a global issue with the local community, referencing individual inaction contributing to global apathy. In punishing myself, I take the blame for those who talk but do not act. Utilising differentiated visual mediums, the project tells a story to the viewer, imploring their emotions in the most fundamental method for solicitation of empathy.

The Red Line  is the walking route, the blue dash is the miners way cycle route.

The Red Line is the walking route, the blue dash is the miners way cycle route.


The performance will start in Wingham, at the home I grew up in, and follow the route counter-clockwise, until I end up at the start, at home.


The walk will take approximately 9 hours:

  • Wingham - 8am
  • Goodnestone - 8:45
  • Aylesham - 9:30
  • Nonington - 10:00
  • Frogham - 10:30
  • Sheperdswell - 11:00
  • Elvington - 11:30
  • Tilmanstone - 12:30
  • Northbourne - 1pm
  • Eastry - 2:30
  • Hammil Foundry - 3:00
  • Ash - 3:45
  • Staple - 4:15
  • Wingham - 5pm
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The work will comment on the ever growing feeling of futility in the fight against climate change. Some younger generations have expressed a feeling of pre-traumatic stress disorder at the inaction of society to tackle global warming. These mines closed 28 years ago, yet the industry they created has still not been replaced with greener technologies, sustainable energy or sustainable employment. This work will talk about that feeling, drawing on the inadequacy of action to create change, by pushing myself to walk with the burdens of our modern society on my back.


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It is not enough for me to just make thought provoking art, but to form provocative art which urges the viewer to change. By forcing myself to walk with the burdens of our modern civilisation on my shoulders, I am creating art which punishes for the impertinence of asking too much from my viewers, for thinking art can push society as much as society pushes art. Though not propagandist, this work is activist.

These are the ten arrows which were made and left at ten locations along the trail. In creating the arrows at various waypoints on the trail, the piece conveys a sense of movement. These provocative visuals, to push people into action, are an aggressive insistence for the need to progress forward. Much as Alÿs’s artwork trails water, the duration of which lasts but a moment, by leaving the coal to be enveloped back into the soil, the trace left from my work continues to comment on society after the performance has finished. Ice is quick to form and quicker to vanish. Coal takes eons to form and is vanished far too quickly by contemporary society. Though my hope is that the fixed feelings of those who see the remnants of my performance, will push them to question these reminders of our current failings.

One week after the performance, I walked to the first five arrows I had placed. Only one remained intact, with four others having been disturbed and destroyed in some manner. On Saturday the 2nd of September, I will go to the other five arrows, having been there for one month, and photograph what remains from those.