#workshop facilitator

[tran-anh]

Veggie Print Notebook Workshop for Centre 151 Open Day & SenseScapes x London Design Festival - workshop facilitator

Using collected veg scraps and cardboard food packaging as creative sensory play, participants would print the veg shapes and textures onto the covers and then use a simple bookbinding stitch to create a mini upcycled notebook. All veg, string and paper waste was kept and taken back to my garden compost so that with time, it will turn back into soil and be used to plant veggies in my garden.

I facilitated the workshop at Centre 151 Open Day which was to shared Vietnamese culture through food, performances and workshops for East & South East Asian Heritage Month and SenseScapes by MA Curating Contemporary Design at Kingston University for London Design Festival - a group exhibition and public programme that treats memory, care, and solidarity as perceptual capacities by showcasing creative practice as sensorium and archive.

Photos by kamipaper & May Cheng

Sept 2025

[sexandallthatmatters]

Uh yes, I was blunt but not that blunt

Saturday 5th November, I feel off.  Tired from the day.... and starving. My workshop presentation was ‘messy’, I delivered more information in a less powerful way than I had in the last two workshops.  Less is more.. I worry about the participant that walked out. I’m sad I didn’t serve him... I knew I could have, I just needed to be clearer, I should have included him more, made the content and examples more applicable to his own situation... I failed. I went over time and I had to hurry out of the space leaving no opportunity to really talk and connect with the men that attended, leaving no time to check in... I’d completely two workshops and they had gone so well, my clients have been thriving and I’ve gotten cocky.  So today was the result of burn out and complacency.  I’m a little short and blunt when talking to the attendees later in online communication. I mean not as blunt as I could have been,...  I could have said “Hey, listen, I know what I’m doing, I’m really fucking good. ... just book the fucking thing and I’ll sort you out” ...Uh yes, I was blunt but not that blunt.  

Ah crap!  I feel so disappointed and flat about it.  

I scrounge through my cupboard, I haven’t been shopping this week... thats how caught up I have been with work.  I have neglected myself.  I find pasta and pasta sauce.  Dinner.  Seth is playing a computer game with a friend in the next room.  I have no energy.  I put a plate next to him in the living room and eat on my own whilst sending out emails.  I lament the lack of nutrition on my plate. I’m not providing myself with nutrition... on any level. How can I give when I’m stressed out and depleted.  Don’t I teach self connection, self care? I want to talk to Tom, but I don’t.  He said he missed me today. Do.not.believe him.  Not today.  His plans sounded way too fun for him to miss me, nah, I don’t think so, not today, nope. Maybe the other days he did, not today...  Let me tell you something about relationships, if you’re not careful, they kill your social life, yep, they kill it... He’s away and I don’t even feel like I have any friends. Well except for the guys that continue to stalk me on Facebook... Hey! Listen! I don’t know you, I don’t owe you anything, I’m not a bad person for not responding... Arghhh... my turn to be triggered.

[justadayglobal]

Helen Parker-Jayne Isibor facilitating a Just A Day Poetry, Spoken word and Storytelling Workshop for residents and beneficiaries at St Mungo's (Willsden) for World Mental Health Day 2012. With Happy Soul Charity, Southside Partnership, Certitude and HMP Thameside.