The Material Interchange and its associated pools, channels, and shelters lays east of what was once the centre of Morpeth. In 2060, flood events had become so regular that Morpeth is choked with flood water. People would tread out across the fen that had grown in the surrounding abandoned agricultural landscape, or across the dry river during High Summer, to walk between the empty gaping maws of doorways that signalled home but were now piled high with mud. Some saw a lost existence, and others saw a new potential for production that could place a new community, driven by the interchanging of materials, craft, and produce.

(Studio 01; This Enduring Landscape: Debatable Edges)