It says they were nothing new, that dreams like those aren’t built for us, but as before, they stand on our backs and crumble at our doors. It tells tales of utopian dreams built in brutalism. This tree, the one that saw everything, still stands despite the weight of all it knows. But I see this image and know this one speaks. They were more an aesthetic feature of my urban landscape. I didn’t grow up hugging them or even climbing them. I’ve never felt the pull some others do to trees. Quinsy talks of The Tree That Saw Everything as a monument, both in the significance given it by the survivors and community of Bijlmer, but also in the active support needed to care for the tree and by proxy the memories of those who imbue it with meaning. While visiting Bijlmer, Julianknxx spoke to artist, activist and trouble shooter of all kinds, Quinsy Gario.
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