Dumped almost ten metres high in an Oxfordshire field nearby River Cherwell, fly-tipped waste has recently caused an outcry in the media. [1] Understandably so, however, as we’ve crept into December I hesitate to be the bearer of bad news: Christmas, in the UK alone, generates nearly 700,000  tonnes of ‘waste’ a year… and it’s got to go somewhere. Consumerism operates in cycles of extraction, production, circulation and finally ‘disposal’, but the reality, as we know, is more

“Even the most perfect reproduction of a work of art is lacking in one element: its presence in time and space, its unique existence at the place where it happens to be.”

In Qiuxiang Liu’s world, the body breathes like a landscape—wild, erotic, and endlessly transforming. Born in China and now based in London, Liu (also known as Rainy Tong) paints through the lens of queer ecology, where desire and decay coexist in tender defiance. Her canvases, saturated with the rhythm of the seasons, dissolve boundaries between self and nature, intimacy and violence, beauty and rot. The female form in her work is not an object of gaze but a vessel of love a