Yes, I haven't visited my blog for a very long time. I've been kind of lost for words.
In the search for simplicity I find much complexity.
I long for the basics.
The distance is too far between the food on my table and the source of it.
I want to go fishing, to plant our own vegetables, to spend free time doing art.
Instead, we spend our time running after cash.
Here are some pictures of our attempts at simplicity.........far from perfect, but closer to the source......I miss those times.......I dream about these times and try to find a way to do it again......even better, with everything we have learned.........
The paradox.......the simplest things are hardest to achieve, in the context of today.
Let me know your thoughts......about this paradox........is there anyone out there thinking the same?
Thursday, 26 May 2016
Saturday, 21 November 2015
October 'Animal Raku ' workshop
Congratulations to Natacha, Stephanie, Stephanie 2, Julie, Simon, Tessa and Torin for their exceptionally beautiful creations. We had a great atmosphere and the firing evening was a night to remember.
The November workshop firing falls on a full moon, so there is a good chance of getting amazing color effects. Watch this space for the results of the full moon fire after the 26th November.
Monday, 3 August 2015
Wednesday, 10 June 2015
Made in Mauritius
Funky teapots at the Mystica studio, Mauritius.
A range of funky teapots, made to order. Individually hand made, no two are the same.
Come to the studio for a visit and choose your favorite teapot.
A range of funky teapots, made to order. Individually hand made, no two are the same.
Come to the studio for a visit and choose your favorite teapot.
Saturday, 6 June 2015
Tribal Harmony – The Way of the Fijian
Eighteen degrees South of the
equator in the East Pacific ocean lie the three hundred and thirty three island
nation of Fiji.
The Fijians are different from other
Pacific nations in that they are the only Pacific people descended from
Africa. They are renowned for their
navigational skills till today which makes sense when you think of the
incredible distance they had to travel by boat in ancient times to get to Fiji
from Tanganyika (the modern Tanzania). The legend of their mysterious journey
is another story for another day because for now, I would like to tell you
about their inherent synchronicity with nature.
A tribal people who still own their
land, the Fijians live simply, surrounded by immaculate gardens of coconut
palms, hibiscus and banana trees in tidy traditional huts devoid of clutter.
The traditional ‘sulu’ or sarong is still worn by everyone and they will greet
you with a friendly and open ‘bula’ smile which represents a welcoming peace
and harmony.
Kava ceremony
Originally used only by the Chief, it has
become an almost every day occasion or at least every weekend on the
mainland. On the outer, more remote
islands, it is more traditional and just as often. Joining our tribe at a Kava
ceremony we present a ‘sevu sevu’ - an authentic Kava root to the honorable
Chief.
Most late afternoons, one can hear
the sound of the Kava root being pounded with a large metal pestle and mortar
type apparatus, a friendly clanging sound in the distance. The powdered root is
squeezed with water in a cloth and poured into a Kava bowl, carved from the Wesi
tree.
We are all invited to sit in a
circle on a natural woven mat. The ‘bilo’ (coconut shell) is filled, low-tide, high-tide or tsunami and
is passed around.
The diluted, powdered root tastes
like bark. Our tongues instantly go numb. A few members play the ukulele
between rounds. The laughter comes as naturally as the deep blue waves in the
nearby lagoon. The kava ceremony exudes a certain tranquility and everyone is free
to tease, to laugh out loud and everyone does, for hours and hours.
We laugh from our bellies, a deep,
loud, satisfying laugh, full of substance (excuse the pun). We giggle, chuckle,
fall down laughing. We laugh at each other’s shortcomings and make fun of each
other’s mistakes. It is an intelligent laugh, a knowing laugh, a kind laugh, a
laugh that symbolizes acceptance and respect for the natural world.
In spite of the many hardships
around their daily existence, the Fijian demonstrate a certain grace. Their
attitude and way of life is to be admired and their ancient traditions to be
cherished. We can learn a great deal from these gentle and strong people and
should grant them the utmost respect.
To make things all the more
intriguing, to be angry in Fijian culture is taboo. Imagine that………to be angry
is taboo. This is the way of the tribal Fijian.
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Sunday, 31 May 2015
Lucky shots
I haven't been around my blog for a while and have decided to try to share at least one post each week from now on. Although I have been 'away' from cyberspace, I have been very present on the ground! We have had great Raku workshops and many interesting art sessions with some new students.
Today I thought I would share some pictures I took around Mauritius with my silly little half-dead camera, who sometimes surprises me with an interesting shot.
This series I named "reflections".
Maybe you have some lucky shots to share? I love those spontaneous moments when we just catch something in the moment, without thought, without planning. As I drove past an average shop on an average day, I caught those mannequins before being dressed up, beside the Hindu statue...........so surreal.
Today I thought I would share some pictures I took around Mauritius with my silly little half-dead camera, who sometimes surprises me with an interesting shot.
This series I named "reflections".
Maybe you have some lucky shots to share? I love those spontaneous moments when we just catch something in the moment, without thought, without planning. As I drove past an average shop on an average day, I caught those mannequins before being dressed up, beside the Hindu statue...........so surreal.
Monday, 1 December 2014
Color Journeys
Color Journeys – A Turquoise Adventure
Wherever I go, I search for beautiful colors.
They jump
out at me from all kinds of places. From forests and oceans, infinite open
skies and deserts at twilight to local markets full of mysterious fruits and
strange vegetables, rich spices and playful people.
Sometimes I
search for what I need. The color to calm me down or liven me up, to stimulate
my mind or touch my heart.
I am writing
this for you, to give you the color you need.
So, I will
begin with turquoise, just because it’s special. It’s a blend. An exotic
mixture of emerald green and clear-sky blue.
Are you a turquoise person?
Turquoise
people are communicative, well-adjusted and optimistic. They are capable,
child-like and dreamy. Turquoise people have awareness. They are calm,
introspective and self-reliant. Turquoise people say what they feel and place
most of their energies on personal relationships.
When do we need turquoise?
We need
turquoise when we are feeling stressed or suffering from tension and anxiety.
Turquoise supports us, refreshes and stimulates. Turquoise revives our soul and
reconnects us with nature.
So, on my
search for turquoise the most beautiful I found on my travels was the deep
turquoise of the coral reef lagoons in the Pacific and Indian Ocean.
On a voyage
in a small (and I mean tiny) fishing vessel in the vast, open Pacific, the
mesmerizing color helps me to ignore the fact that we have no GPS, no mobile
phone, possibly not enough diesel, not enough drinking water and no food at all.
‘Oh look,
flying fish!’ leaping out of the blue. No land in site. I wonder, how does this
nonchalant Fijian fisherman know where he is?
I ask him
and he replies with a grin ‘the color of the water’. I nod, as though I
understand and it explains everything. We continue, slowly, very slowly. The
sun is approaching the horizon.
‘How much
longer to the island’? I ask, trying not to look concerned.
‘No worries’
he shouts. ‘Senganalenga.’
Well, OK
then. I stare at the colors and they comfort me. Then the engine cuts. Silence.
‘What happened?’ I ask calmly.
‘Oh nothing’
he says, ‘there are Wahloo over there’.
‘Wahloo?’
‘Yes Wahloo’
he says. ‘Very good fish – for dinner – we do some fishing’.
‘Ahh’ I
sigh. ‘No rush’?
‘No rush’ he
answers.
I focus on
the turquoise and try to shut out the voice in my head.
They are
fishing. They are content. They are totally in the present.
I decide
that the best thing for me would be to join them in the now.
So I stare
at the blue eternity, watch the sun touch the horizon and smile.
We all need
a little healing. We are all a little battered and bruised by life and while we
are on this incredible journey we need a little help from the rainbow – it’s a
free gift from the never-ending cosmos.
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