Anastasia Artemeva

Wasteland


The garden next to Helsinki prison is the site I chose for my work. Well, this garden used to be part of the prison grounds, the prisoners used to grown fruit and veg here, the work used to be considered beneficial to their well being. Then recently, it wasn’t considered good anymore, so the site was left abandoned, until a local urban gardening organization came along and created several allotments on site.

My work was centred around an apple tree, tucked away by the former gate of the prison. Immediately I was compelled by the parallel of the apples rotting on the ground and the people wasting their time away in the prison. In attempt to highlight this process, I brought a pack of bleached A4 office paper, normally used for documents, the likes of birth certs and life-sentences.

I carefully placed the gone off apples on the blank pages, one on each own sheet. I didn’t pick every single one, just a few, as I was getting a bit nervous because of a gentleman sitting down on the bench nearby and staring at me. He wouldn't leave until I had picked all the sheets up.

I intended to question waste and value, the juxtaposition of human life and nature, and the relationship between the different offspring of the tree – the apples and paper. 


Through this semi-experimental and experiential work I was curious to see what imprint an apple would leave on the white sheet. The weight of the apples held down the sheets, and the shadows composed shapes. 






The next day I brought the group of fellow students with me to the site, wishing for them to experience the work in a participatory way. With me I had a second hand book, Охрана окружающей среды, environmental protection in English (Google translate says it’s ympäristönsuojelu in Finnish, I love the way it’s one word rather than two or three). I invited everyone to tear the pages out of the book and, again, place them under the fallen apples, see how many wasted apples we can find.






Team work was much more fruitful than my own attempt, and, a sheet per rotting apple from the tree, we used up the whole book of 559 pages.





Many thanks to Joel, Aleksi and Kristina for photos.


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