Jarvis Cocker on the cave artwork that moved him to tears | Nottingham holidays

Creswell Crags is the sort of place that you simply get taken to on faculty journeys if you’re a child. I discovered myself there as a result of I used to be again Up North on the lookout for some exercise to maintain my son occupied sooner or later. I went with no expectations, however I discovered myself fairly impressed by the place. It’s somewhat like a quarry, however there are caves set into the partitions so it nearly seems like a prehistoric model of high-rise flats, comparable to Sheffield’s well-known Park Hill advanced. There was one thing acquainted about it.

Creswell Crags’ essential declare to fame is that it has the UK’s solely surviving instance of cave artwork.

As I used to be taking a look at a small carving of a horse’s head, one thing unusual occurred to me. I started to really feel fairly emotional – to the extent that I assumed I would really shed tears. It took me utterly without warning. I abruptly received a robust psychological picture of any individual, again in prehistory, most likely laid on their again on this cramped, darkish area, utilizing no matter was at hand to make these marks on the wall.

And the considered somebody doing that: going to all that bother to make marks that one other particular person may then take a look at and perceive in a roundabout way – in different phrases, somebody studying to speak what was on their thoughts – that felt like I used to be one way or the other trying on the beginnings of human artwork. It wasn’t simply lo-tech, it was no-tech, and but right here I used to be, hundreds of years later, welling up while taking a look at it and not likely having the ability to say why. It nonetheless labored! That unknown cave artist was shifting me, proper right here within the current day.

Jarvis Cocker’s memoir Good Pop, Dangerous Pop is revealed by Classic and out now

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