Sunday 3rd November 2019
I was allocated 36Cb, near the face painter and under cover but close to the natural light. Thanks Marnie. Rush job in organising but managed to put a stand together.
let’s clay with fire III
You have heard of yule-time and relate it to christmas. in fact yule is the time of the winter solstice which in the northern hemisphere is in december, just before christmas. the yule celebrates the end of a cycle and the beginning of a new. it is a time when old baggage can be ritually destroyed through the alchemy of fire. symbolically one could for instance burn an object that symbolised the emotional poison ingested in the past. it is a time for renewal and a time to move on.
the southern hemisphere is not only different to the northern in the timing of the shortest day but the symbologies are shifted as well. in western culture the sun is a male enterty and the moon is female. in some austraian indigenous cultures this is the opposite. the sun is female, rising in the morning and adorning herself with ocher, spilling it on nearby clouds. she sets in the evening and discards the ocher making the sunset red. the moon on the other hand is a male, bringing the unwanted and unexpected.
which ever way you look at it, the shortest day is a time of celebration, for the new cycle that is beginning and the fresh start that is offered. we adopt ritual to enhance and enforce these manifestations of renewal. it is a time of sharing, hence gifts at christmas time in the northern hemisphere. some people celebrate ‘xmas in july’ as an anti christmas kind of thing but really the australian yule is 21st june. (varies)
winter solstice sees the world below close to the surface and the sun at its weakest, it is a time when these forces can join as one without destroying each other. when opposites can envelop oneness.
be part of the renewal process, don’t take your garbage into the new cycle (please, the planet can’t take any more). celebrate your renewal by being part of the winter solstice celebrations. make something to burn or fire in the bon-fire kiln weather it symbolises for you the past or the future, and join in the fun with food and music.
Rain slows work at Let’s Clay With Fire III
Work has started on the site for this years solstice firing event “Let’s Clay With Fire III”. An in situ work this time around, in the form of a water feature gully sculptural solstice dish.
Check out this drone footage of the site.
Traditional Date June 21st
Yule marks the winter Solstice and is the shortest day and the longest night of the year. As a fire festival a popular custom at this time is the burning of the Yule logs. The Yule log must traditionally be the root of a hardwood tree, and in Australia mallee roots are ideal for this purpose, as are Tasmanian oaks and all types of Eucalyptus.
The ancient and globally celebrated rites attending the Winter Solstice symbolise the innate creative powers of nature that lie just below the surface at this time of year. This festival of inner renewal intimates potential and suggests we often sow the seeds of our life well before we see the outcome. The Winter Solstice offers a wonderful opportunity to come together with friends or spend time alone and take a moment to refocus; to put dreams into place for spring; to contemplate the seeds we plant within our heart and the blessed Earth; to reflect on and be grateful for all that has come to pass. While winter has a profound effect on the world outside, the inner human journey similarly quietens and slows as the energy of the season supports introspection.
see also this amazing sbs article about indigenous star gazing.
10/4 talks about the imbuing of feelings through image…..
My work as a photography based artist has involved exploring visual mnemonic devices as a means of recalling emotions associated with an image through time and space. For example the view from a mountain top that stimulates the feeling of arrival felt at the time of being there.
While cleaning out my auntie’s house, when she had been institutionalised due to her advancing dementia, the irony of finding her memories in the form of a matchbook collection had a profound affect on my own mental state. The matchbooks were scattered throughout her house in drawers and other places. Over a number of weeks we revisited to complete the clean-out making the house ready to sell. The collection gathered into quite an historic document. I found myself reliving Narelle and Bills journeys and times through the limited knowledge of their past. I was drawn back to a giddy nightclub life, the late night underworld of musicians and performers. I felt the passion for exotic places like Hawaii and Asia in a time when air travel was nowhere as common place a it is today. I wondered of the life of working as an entertainer on ocean cruses, casinos of Las Vegas. How avant-garde it was to be at the 1970 Expo in Osaka, Japan.
The matchbooks painted a picture of times and travels often associated with Bill’s work, playing modern jazz piano innightclubs, cruse ships and resorts/casinos.
Or back in the day return to Sydney with news that they had visited the United Nations.
My fathers sister Narelle was my god mother. They were the 2 youngest of a family of 4 siblings. My name was taken from their father, my grandfather. His name was Harry Kenneth Ford but he was called Ken or Kenneth. He passed away in the 1950s. I’m guessing this match book is the oldest in the collection and maybe even the catalyst to inspire collecting match books in the first place.
My first memory of a match book was my father showing me the unusual item when I was about 8 or 9 years old, around 1958/9. It was one that Narelle had given him on return from travels. Possibly Hawaii or Las Vegas where Narelle and her husband Bill visited often. Bill Palmer was a modern jazz piano player and their trips were often associated with Bill’s work.
Narelle and Bill for a short time had an act in Sydney where they both performed. Maybe it was at Chequers in Sydney that operated between the early 50’s to early 70’s.
They certainly enjoyed the Trini Lopez residency in 1964 at Chequers which moved to Pitt and Goulburn Sts in1958
How trendy it would have been to see Reg Livermore perform at the Bijou Balmain in 1976. (Just up the road from my first share house as a teenager 6 years earlier.)