Notes from the Island

The Island welcomes everybody. Every day many visit and thousands pass close by, though few notice it. It is a place of brief encounters, of buried secrets, of moments glimpsed in rear-view mirrors. A brief pause on a journey. The Island has no border controls, no prisons, no buying and selling. Is it a utopia? Perhaps it could be, a sanctuary of non-interference amidst the surveillance cameras. The Island, London SE14 - much more than just a traffic island on the A2, New Cross Road.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Smile like you mean it

Visited the Island unexpectedly today. Paused and decided not to leave until I had smiled, made eye contact and engaged with five people. Response: 5 smiles and 2 scowls. Left the Island with a spring in my step.

[Report from Juleigh, 9 June 2006]


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