Creatively Chronicling Covid19
Explore this website to understand what life is like during the Covid-19 pandemic from the perspectives of creative asylum-seekers, refugees and migrants in the UK and around the world.
BLOG Read our Blogs – testimonies, creative writing, as well as research reports and briefings.
GALLERY Browse our Gallery– videos, photos, word art, audio recordings, paintings and drawings.
EXHIBITION Visit our Exhibition – a space of encounter and community engagement
GET IN TOUCH Contact us if you want to share your experiences of Covid and Lockdown.
Why are we doing this? Our rich archive of digital cultural artefacts, images and voices, enables those who are often invisible or silenced to be seen and heard. This public intervention challenges the conventional politics of representation.
It documents acts of artful and creative resistance to marginalisation, and resilient responses to multiple overlapping crises. Together, in collaboration and solidarity, we are documenting this extraordinary moment in history, and co-creating a unique, living, growing archive giving insights into how we are coping creatively with Covid19.
Informed consent offered for all images. Full names withheld to protect contributors’ identities, unless otherwise requested.
Andrea, an 18-year old art student represents COVID19 quarantine with a photo called “Anguish”. Fleeing political persecution, she recently moved to the UK with her family from Venezuela.
There is a big ‘No’ to traditional European greetings such as hand shakes and hugs according to health instructions. Hence the Sri Lankan community was very excited about their traditional way of greeting ‘Ayubowan’ as it is very safe.
This picture symbolises what feels like a lifetime’s pursuit of freedom, despite the personal costs, and how nice it is to not walk this path alone. We took this photo on our first hike during semi-lockdown. It is a dedication to my quarantine-buddy!
Bad haircut from behind
I decided to cut my own hair because the barber was closed, and I knew that if my hair grew, I would look bad and feel bad. I would feel ugly, I don’t want that. The lockdown affects me personally.
The family kept chickens during lockdown to give their children something to do and look after. Chicks were born. Eggs were hatched. Vegetables were also grown.
Under lockdown cooking, artistically arranging, taking and sharing photos of home-made dishes has become a pleasurable pastime.
We are all in this together... the media keeps repeating that we're all in the same boat and this isn't quite right. The virus is impacting the lives of people differently and there is no point in denying this.
During those weeks, my books became my weapon to fight my boredom, anxiety, worries about the future and feelings of immobility. I used my plenty of time in doing the thing I love most - reading books.
If you think artists are useless try to spend quarantine without music, books, poems, movies and paintings.
Lockdown and other restrictions present an opportunity for the mainstream population to better understand the lives of asylum seekers and refugees, who have long since known confinement, isolation, fear of visible and invisible
enemies, and uncertainty about what the future may bring. Their “small acts” of artistic and creative resistance, documented here, prove their resilience and show the power of solidarity. Together we continue chronicling the dark
and lighter sides of Covid-19.
Here you will find our latest academic papers, policy briefings, testimonies from asylum seekers and refugees, as well as creative writing.
The writer of this piece prefers to stay anonymous, but she wanted to write about the liberating effect of becoming an activist for asylum seekers. Despite 18 years separated from her family and children, she remains without secure status and dependent on others. Despite everything she is an...
‘Remember the assignments are due to be submitted on or before 11.59pm this Friday’. ‘Mum, mum, has your appointment been cancelled?’ it was the voice of my daughter that brought me back from dreamworld to reality. I jolted awake. ‘Oh my God, what must have happened, I thought I set the alarm to...
Poem by FUNMILAYO OLANIYAN Funmi wrote this to express her sense of loss and disconnection under lockdown. She was a headteacher in a Nigerian school before she came to the UK and has worked hard since she arrived, becoming active and deeply involved in lots of different community groups. She is...
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