Your responses to the images are invited. Please email them to junepaisa99@yahoo.com.au
Recent comments on Archives in the Land
"I've taken a quick look at the exhibition on the blog and love the gumboots, etc.
Do you mind if I put a link to your blog on the ……. website on the 'Toplinks' page" I also have some friends who I know would love to see it. – Sharon
These are beautiful collages, highly evocative. They sing. – Ingereth
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World Citizen Dreaming
On his tshirt is a dream a slogan
of one world one people please
he puts it on every day to say
he is a world citizen dreaming It is with him when he plays
when he walks
& climbs every blessed spot
His heart beats with the world citizen time
The child watches for the dream is somewhere
out there waiting for all the children
like him in the valley and in the sands
His shirt is his refuge in the kindergarten beginnings
it is like his superhero shirt only all the children
are the superangels saying
we want one world
Archives in the Land
How do we as people affect the land?
We build on it
we leave buildings on it to become ruins
We sail the oceans
we leave trails of oil usually by accident
We take trees to make useful things, functional and creative
and then we reduce the forests
We map it.
We create borders for it.
We place walls along it.
We dig in it.
We plant fields.
Everytime we do any of these things we leave a story in the land.
As a photographer I can archive these stories.
Does the land see the borders or do people?
For poem by the artist click the following link World Citizen Dreaming – a poem
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peace
The people move across the lands
The children leave their "motherlands"
They find new spaces to belong
Do they mourn the old?
Yet mother and daughter merging
Memories of dancing find that
There is music of past, present and future
Mingling in their memories to come.
Childhood photographs mum and daughter dancing merged.
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Gumboots 4 Peace can be installed gumboots as these pictures from the gallery show. www.gumbootsgallery.blogspot.com
Perhaps you can install your gumboots just somewhere you find peaceful near your home or a special place you visit often.
If you are a backpacker perhaps it is a special place you are presently visiting.
You can photograph gumboots of any size and description, borrowed, or your own.
You can paint them if you like (but you don’t have to).
Visit Gumboots Gallery for further inspiration.
(c) Pearlz
Pearlz has an exhibition under development at Pearlzo Exhibition
Please have an explore and if you feel inspired leave some feedback.
Talking with Trees, is another piece well on the way. Pearlz would like to exhibit these photographs as part of an installation when she has done some more exploration of these themes.
In both exhbitions her loves of photography, memory, land as storyteller, nurturing of children and land and poetry are beginning to merge. It marks a new direction in her creative work and she looks forward to your feedback.
Archives in the Land
Archives are everywhere, in houses and libraries, in personal and public collections but they are also in the imprints we make on the landscape. They are something to pay attention to when we walk. People write history books of their towns so people can see the "places of interest."
The internet also provides archives of places, people and spaces. However there are some stories we are taught to overlook, some memories that may be hidden.
I draw here from the archives of family albums, anthropologists who gave me photographs, and the archive of the landscape around me.
Everywhere the land is shaped by the stories of what we do there, as well as perhaps a great creator as many believe.
Pearlz has an exhibition under development at Pearlzo Exhibition
Please have an explore and if you feel inspired leave some feedback.Talking with Trees, is another piece well on the way. Pearlz would like to exhibit these photographs as part of an installation when she has done some more exploration of these themes.In both exhbitions her loves of photography, memory, land as storyteller, nurturing of children and land and poetry are beginning to merge. It marks a new direction in her creative work and she looks forward to your feedback.
Picture Grid: Landcloseups in North Queensland, Girl, Girl and foot merged, Sugarcane fields.
Can you learn to read the archives in the large and small
nestling among the mini beasts and the slender blade
of grass
And do you see the story of the canefields steeped in a history
that has some shame when so many slaves have been blackbirded here
but also there are stories of families banding together
migrants building something from nothing
bringing festivals to silkwood telling their stories
to their children
And do you see that when you read this story in the land
and place yourself there your story becomes part of it
the small girl in the long grass looking under and above
to glimpse something within and beyond
This poem is available on a postcard, email the artist for details.
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Girl and Foot merged. Colour combined with sepia.
Looking in the lines of the sole you might see
the lines of the land
twisting and turning in the dust
scraping across gravel
soothed by cool creeks
healed by salty ocean burning into deep sores
deep memories of the way not everyone cares for her
this land, our land, our children's land, future and past land
Looking in the lines of the sole
Family Album picture merged with photograph
from anthropologist of river to a Mekeo Village.
I am dancing for my bubu's river
in the synthetic threads she gave me
I am looking in the river leaves
to see the futures that she told me
and the pasts that she whispered
Merged Images of Newspaper photograph and Foot.
In the shadow of my grandfather the carver
I feel the soul of the wood as I tread on polished
floor boards I am
thinking about what the anthropologist
said about functional art where everyday things
are intricate and beautiful
I am reconciling the stories of the grandfather who was courageous
complicated, feared and revered
Mixed collage. Childhood photograph and image of artist's foot. (c) Pearlz
Learn to walk in your own feet
and be in your own skin
and then unlearn how to be in the ideas of skin
and walk in another realm
and in others feet
across many textures of being
Talking with Trees is now available to view for the next two months as an online exhibition, just go to Talking with Trees Exhibition.
My story tree is in me waiting to get out
It tells me of the Bodhi Tree
Of Trials and Serenity
The tree sits within me
And to it I call and say
You will be my story tree
And I will see you in me
and me in you.
(c) all rights reserved June/Pearlz
(c) Pearlz
(1 )”Install” borrowed gumboots in a peaceful way (use them to mark out a peace symbol, or some other way) and photograph them. Submit the photograph, list of participants and a story or poem about peace to this site. (This option allows you to Return gumboots to wearers)
(2) Take old and odd gumboots, paint them and photograph the single painted gumboot. Gumboot can be posted in the online gallery with its message.
(3) Paint and then install your gumboots with a large group of friends. Send on the photograph to the gumboot gallery.
Major installation being planned for those who will be near the Far North and can get their “feet” – gumboots- there.
This project is open to all ages and nationalities, simply anyone who wants peace in the world. “Backpackers” travelling the world to participate and students of all ages are especially encouraged to participate. But anyone can submit.
Further guidelines available by mailing gumboots4peace@hotmail.com
Install : to place somewhere outdoors or indoors in an interesting way for temporary display (for this project for at least duration of photograph ).
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backpacker
Some of Paulien's Art Work. I have created an online gallery that will change from time to time. Paulien retains all copyright on her work if you wish to find out more or request permission to use her work email me at gumboots4peace@hotmail.com and I will forward the email to her.
(c) Pearlz
Listening to Trees 1: Rainforest Light Hole
(c) Pearlz
The gumboots 4 peace online gallery features some examples of installations of gumboots to inspire participants. Go to Gumboots Installation Gallery
A large installation is also being planned for the International Day of Peace. For anyone who wishes to donate gumboots for this installation email gumboots4peace@hotmail.com for guidelines.
The Goal is to have participants with as many ties as possible from all over the world (please indicate your country of origin and present country lived in) and to amass many gumboots for the installation as possible on international peace day.
Gumboot Tally
4 gumboots for major installation (should be able to announce more soon)****
Places and numbers of people participating
North Queensland
Atherton/Townsville/Tully
Friends on the look out for gumboots
Victoria
Friend on the look out for gumboots to send
Tanzania
Feet for peace maybe?
Wollongong
A gumboots4peace moment
Holland
1 participant photographs installations of gumboots
Send your pledge to gumboots4peace@hotmail.com
(Updated January 25th 2006)
Ways to participate
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(Nana with some of her grandkids)
Nana was born in M…….. in 1948. When Nana was born there was just her, Mum and Dad. Later she had 4 brothers and a sister.
They all played in the timber stacks. She still remembers when she left her baby sister up a timber stack. They lived next to a factory as her father was a caretaker of the factory.
She went to —— Street State School in ——. She was hit once with a ruler, only when she was little was a cane used. When hitting was banned they had detention class. Now she is a receptionist and used to work for charities. She also does voluntary work. In her spare time she paints and she has an entire set of art magazines. She also loved playing Mums and Dads with her younger siblings.
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One day a little kid named Erin brought a new recorder from a shop that was new in the town. When he got home and played it he went to the future.
He found that in the future his family lived out in space on a planet called Zatela! All the children he could see playing in the playground instead of sliding down the slide they bounced off and flew through the air. He thought that looked like fun so he went and did it too.
He smelt future fast food, which was a flavoured tablets. He tied his recorder to his tracksuit pants so it wouldn't fly away. He was hungry. He didn't know what to do next, so he took out his recorder and played it.
Instead of going back into the past he ended up in front of a house. He knew it was his house because there was a picture of a bull eating grass done by his great grandfather.
So he went inside. He saw a toy dog that acted like a real dog. It was barking at him. Then it rubbed its head on him and begged for food. The dog felt real- but when he patted it felt like metal. He played it the recorder.
Then his parents came in and said "Jack it is time for school now"
He wondered who Jack was? Maybe he had changed.
And when he went to school he saw that all the desks were floating around.
He had to grab onto his desk. It was so much fun. His first class was music class. His teacher was Ms Wooding. What do you think he played?
His recorder was safe in his pocket, tied down he wanted to stay in Zatela so he didn't want to play it just in case. He played the drums- but they did not make the sound they usually do. They made the sound of a horse. He played what looked like flute, but it sounded like an elephant.
He found he made friends with an orange robot. But instead of playing ball on the ground they played who can jump the highest and who can fly for the longest.
He wanted to show his new friend the past-so he played a tune that reminded him of home, that his father had taught him- it went like this lalalalalalal and held his hand tight and they went back to the past.
But that is another story.
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Each boot or installation needs to have an accompanying message and title.
Here is an example of a message type that could be done – an acrostic poem.
Gory mud finds soldiers weary
Umbrellas can’t keep away the flood of mother’s tears
Memory tells us lessons take so long to learn
Blessings seek the meek
Organisations know the grassroots is a place to begin
Overload of things that we might change
Trust in people sinks into the mire
Siren’s clad in peace sing for soldier’s eyes all bleary
4 the way forward
Peace finds a mould to lead the hopeful
Ending wars is only one beginning
Activating peaceful hearts in the not yet born and young
Crisis brings things to the surface
Ending here I put on my
Gumboots 4 Peace
(c) Pearlz
Linking practice and a better sound – a young musician on the cello.
(c) pearlzo
Son to Mum
My boots are made for sleeping
I'll never take them off again.
My feet are made for keeping
Those leathery brown boots.
My heart is made for boots
They are the world to me
& if you take them off me Mum
I'll scream the whole house down.
My boots they sing me songs
As the crackle in the night
My heart is made for weeping
For my hand-me-down brown boots.
Mum to Son
Son, I wish you'd take off those boots
For they are lethal weapons as you sleep.
I know you love them deeply, truly, madly
But they do not make your parents
Meet the morning mild.
If you stayed asleep on your own bed
I'd have no problems with your obsession,
But as you creep up into ours
I'd rather your boots were in your dreams
& not your midnight possession
Boots to the Son
When you grow up you won't remember
The love that we once shared.
But that's okay I won't be lonely because
I always travel in pairs.
I just have one small request before I go
Please polish me and check my eyelets
Then sing me a song to imprint into my sole.
(c) Pearlz
This is Jenni at work on her many writing and other creative projects. Jenny is also an Aunty mentor to many other writers.
Some links featuring commentary on Jenni's work.
Education Paper
Creative piece
Publishing
Card
Article
Article
Biography
Reading
(c) pearlzo
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