Picture this: poets give their support to north-east photographic gallery forced to close

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A much-loved photographic and film gallery in the centre of Newcastle was forced to close in April after losing its Arts Council grant, and facing rising energy bills. But that’s not the end of the story.

A fundraising campaign has been launched to aid the reopening in 2024 of the Side Gallery, run by Amber Film and Photography Collective, and poets in the region have added their voices and support to that campaign, which has already raised more than £60,000 towards this target.

embedded image from entry 129842 After an initial poetry reading at the Watch House, Cullercoats on North Tyneside, a second reading was held on Thursday in the august surroundings of the library at Newcastle’s famous Lit & Phil (Literary and Philosophical Society), opened in the 19th century in the heart of the city. Organiser Ellen Phethean outlined the history of the Side Gallery, founded in the mid-1970s, with a mission to provide a documentary record of people and landscapes, and its importance to the community. Many of the poets reading were from two regional writing groups, Newcastle’s Carte Blanche, and Darlington’s Vane Women. 

Louise Karlsen, the first to read, included a poem about “the kind of man in the north-east for many, many years”, although hastening to add that “my partner bears no resemblance”. She added: “I occasionally lapse into fun.”

embedded image from entry 129830 Garry Franks contributed an epic, time-travelling, dialect poem about Newcastle past and present called ‘The Digger’, which was partly about laying the foundations for the city’s classical Grey Street in the 19th century, a street voted the best in Britain by BBC Radio 4 listeners. He first read it in 2002 at Newcastle’s Morden Tower - a location arguably almost as famous, in poetry circles, anyway:


     Digging the foondations

     For a new Classical-Age me bosses say!

     I say it’s aal Greek to me, but Ionic Colonnades

     Will rise again out of wor bonny

     Elswick Honey stone!


Garry’s poem has a tender personal element as well. It also pays heed to other elements of Newcastle’s past – “over-crooded tenements where they’re dropping down like flies … Homely cooking of poached Blaydon rabbit”. He read it with hypnotic power – and pride, too, in his city. And why not?

Lindsay Balderson included a poem about the unexpected introduction of conveyor-belt sushi at Newcastle’s famous department store Fenwick’s: “The deal was sealed with a Japanese beer …” There was another poem that harked back to the 18th century and my forsaken county of Surrey, a notorious hoax involving a woman who claimed to have given birth to a rabbit in Godalming.

embedded image from entry 129832 Her Vane Women colleague, Marilyn Longstaff, told the audience that this year was the 30th anniversary of Vane Women Press. Her poem ‘Reclaiming the night’, written in the 1990s, told how she partly regained her confidence about going out alone at night with trips to Darlington Arts Centre, “much missed and lamented”. It lost its Arts Council grant in 2012, and closed soon afterwards – a reminder of why we were here at this gathering. She also read a staccato, technically clever poem about losing hearing, which she has been doing for the last 20 years, and another, very amusing one that blended the “worst cheese scone I’ve ever tasted” with evolutionary genetics.  

Gene Groves contributed a poem, ‘Whitley Bay, 1978’, inspired by a photograph from the Side Gallery, and another, ‘Disappearing Act’, about family photos. She also revealed that she came from a fairground family, “fourth generation”,  and had worked at the fair in Rhyl in her teens: “A raffle ticket, like a sweet-paper tucked up a child’s nostril … couples welded together … a ten o’clock whistle signals closing time.” Wonderful observational detail. As good as a photograph.

Robin Moss is aged in his mid-seventies, and by his own admission tends to dwell on mortality, but generally in a humorous way: “Everybody is busy dying or having their hips replaced.” Another poem, ‘September Swallows’, “knowing they have to leave, not sure that now is the time”, could be seen in the same light. ‘Inheritance’ was about still musing about your parents, even at this stage of life: “I have his sheepskin-lined leather gloves … if only I was truly like him.”

embedded image from entry 129835 Lesley Mountain read three poems set in the same area as the Side Gallery, including references to “a wet Union Jack on the castle keep”, a Newcastle churchyard that has seen better days, and “a clock that never worked”.

Pippa Little supplied a poem based on a photograph from the Side Gallery, and another, ‘Me and Diane Arbus’, about the influential American photographer: “I’m the dwarf in high heels … ugly is not a word we recognise, she said.”

Joan Johnston’s poem about her father was inspired by a photograph of him holding her up to climbing roses when she was a baby. Another poem, titled just ‘1977, a day’, was dreamily evocative, with lines like “and I was on Valium, anyway … up-river, big trees, heavy leaves …”. It reminded me of a play by Beckett.

The final poet of the evening was the award-winning Linda France, who reminded us of why we were there, insisting that “we depend on the arts and culture for our very survival”.

embedded image from entry 129852 She read from a sequence written in 1995 in collaboration with the photographer Karen Melville. Before she began the “imagistic, dreamy” poem titled ‘The nine muses’, she told her audience with disarming honesty: “It’s a long time since I wrote it … best not to try to make too much sense out of it.” It contained a number of repeated lines, such as “The architecture of light, the stars … Travel from heaven to earth, and back”. She dedicated it to “everything we don’t want to lose”.

The campaign #SaveSide has posted a video compiled from visitor reactions and testimonies on the weekend before the Side Gallery closed in April. Maybe a sudden, surprise withdrawal of funding – whatever any justification for it – can represent a challenge to a community, to show how much a particular institution matters to it.

If so, the moving impressive video testimonies alone provide a powerful response to the Side Gallery's funding withdrawal. The people – including the poets - have spoken. Let’s hope it can be saved!  


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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Mon 29th May 2023 12:02

This is the first time I've heard about Side.
I wish all the best to those who are trying to save what is plainly a valuable and important asset.
There's hope for the future of society when people are willing to go to such lengths to defend the arts.

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Julian (Admin)

Mon 29th May 2023 11:44

Another grand review of an important event, in some august company, Greg. As you say, let's hope it can be saved.

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