To heal; heal the waters. My work through HANDSHAKE8 explores themes of talisman, place, land, healing of matrilineal lines by connecting to matriarchal power, embodiment, instinct and intuition. Ritual plays a large role in my making process, where I connect to healing energies of many lineages, notably Rongoā Māori and the Akashic Records.… Continue reading Bodies of Water
Category: Tūī Diprose
of the matrilineal line;
This stone talisman was made in part of a deepening inquiry into matriarchal energy and matrilineal lines, embodiment and intuition. I explore this stone and others in varying ways, allowing instinct to guide me. I cleansed and blessed it in a stream on the land I currently live on, which I share with my cousin,… Continue reading of the matrilineal line;
earth meditation
A reflection on earth by John O’Donohue Let us bless The imagination of the earth. That knew early the patience To harness the mind of time, Waited for the seas to warm, Ready to welcome the emergence Of things dreaming and voyaging Among the stillness of land, And how light knew to nurse The growth… Continue reading earth meditation
Neo-Animism
Dream Journal A handwritten note is passed to me. Inside it says, “I would like to sit and drink tea with you, Sir.” \\ Animism (from Latin: anima meaning ‘breath, spirit, life‘) is the belief that objects, places, and creatures all possess a distinct spiritual essence. Animism perceives all things—animals, plants, rocks, rivers, weather systems,… Continue reading Neo-Animism
of late.
It’s been six months here in Te Wai Pounamu, nestled in the mountains, rivers and lakes (and… sheep, cows, dogs, horses, hawks and ten million hares). Most of the time I’m just doing life, trying not to let overwhelm submerge me, leaning in to gratitude and threads of inspiration. I spent the beginning of this… Continue reading of late.
ways to make a talisman
barefoot in the twilight, sunlight lingers between bones. a circle drawn in the dirt, i collect sticks to make a fire. dusk gathers, as does the quiet. stillness. i become a starlit sky, become woodsmoke, river flow, mossy rocks and hard sharp edges. flowers wilt at the altar. you are gone from this realm now,… Continue reading ways to make a talisman
new moon.
Ever Present: First Peoples Art of Australia [reflection]
sunlight drips into my third eye… Ancestors at the door. Eyes as voids, portals to other worlds. My body begins to hum, tingle, energy rushes to my feet as I enter their world. With their eyes they communicate, invite, invoke, warn, acknowledge. In endlessly dry, hot lands they are revered for their connection to rain making… Continue reading Ever Present: First Peoples Art of Australia [reflection]
transitions.
My life is in boxes, now neatly arranged in piles around the house. A moment of reprieve amongst the chaos. I’m about to move to the other side of the country, so my making practice is stalled until I can re-settle. In the past month or so I found myself obsessed with making spiky objects,… Continue reading transitions.
Relating to the feminine.
A long, winding walk in the dark terrain of my subconscious begins to reveal itself, in patterns of dappled light through native forest leaves. It arises in the soft, quiet dark where the full moon is illuminating, summoning and awakening ghosts left sleeping in my cellular waters. This year’s work navigates my relationship to the… Continue reading Relating to the feminine.