Gregory's Serverafter this we drove to sunderland point. this is a village only accessible by one tidal road which cuts it off twice a day. it's a marshy prison. here there is a work by artist chris drury, a camera obscura housed in this dry stone chamber. it's a phenomenal vibe. you go inside and it's pitch black. slowly slowly the image of the bay behind appears in a circle. every now and then a bird will dart across and it feels filmic. the structure is beautifully built. It feels like a burial
not far from here there's 'sambos grave', an 18th century funerary monument to an enslaved person who died here. the story is so deeply fucking tragic but there are thousands upon thousands like it which are of course never told. britain lives in an evil, festering silence about what it did.