Calling all vans and drivers!
** Help Needed – Please Share ** In the last few weeks people have been unbelievably generous with donations for newly arrived Afghan refugees. It’s been truly heartwarming to see. But – we now need to get all these amazing donations to where they need to be. We urgently need your help. We need VANS and DRIVERS. If you have a van, know someone who has a van, or can access a van and would be willing to help, please please get in touch now. Without your help we can’t get this essential stuff to the people who desperately …
Kids’ kindness will make refugees’ day
We love this! Children at a school in London have made up 60 gift packs – one for each of the refugee children at a London hotel we visited. Christmas is coming early tomorrow! …
Clearances in Dunkirk
On Thursday evening I got a panicked text from a friend in Dunkirk. Hundreds of riot police were descending on the large camp there, they said, accompanied by dozens of vans filled with CRS police and gendarmerie. Behind them were refuse trucks for the tents and belongings to be thrown in. And behind the trucks were land cleaners and diggers. This patch of scrub land had been home to a growing number of refugees, mainly from the persecuted Kurdish regions of the Middle East. It was turning into a bustling community, which is the very thing that terrifies the …
Afghani artist Shamsia Hassani
Today I saw a picture that completely broke my heart. It’s by Shamsia Hassani, a young Afghan woman who’s a graffiti artist and a professor of Drawing and Anatomy drawing at Kabul University. It shows a woman and her baby united by heartbreak, as aggression and violence ride roughshod over their thoughts and dreams. Looking at it I’m horrified and yet deeply moved at the same time. A refugee in a hotel where I was volunteering showed it to me as we talked about her journey from Afghanistan; that moment melted my heart and feelings beyond words passed between us. …
Refugee art: Just An Other Crossing
My name is Andre, and I’m a Portugese artist living in Folkestone in the UK. I’m the grandson of refugees: in the 1960s, my grandparents fled Salazar’s dictatorship in Portugal, crossing into France without papers. It’s partly because of them that I make art that invites people to imagine what it feels like to be a refugee. There’s a lot of fear and judgement of refugees so I just ask people to empathise with them for a moment. One day I saw some life jackets washed up on the shore in Folkestone, and I got thinking about people who …