A bedtime story of how it started…

These are matriarchies where women hunt, fish, and gather with careful respect for the landscape around them.

Well, to begin with we don't fight wars or prepare for them…

“…this descent is of your own making, and it is your fate, believe me child you are saved.”

Retrofit of a near future suburban block in preparation for the energy descent. One couple has restructured their entire property, including its front garden, as an integrated food production system, and the neighbours’ properties have become part of this system in turn.

By the time Traveller lands, the post-apocalyptic world is in full flourish and we see the travellers in their integral glory as power beings possessing animal like qualities, lush and majestic

And the people stayed at home… and were still.

How do we talk to the future? Not as an abstraction, or with our eyes screwed up with fear, but really address it? Let’s imagine that the future is more than just the sum of human survival and ambition. That it is a being all of itself…