Australia, March 2017
It´s been almost two years since I ended up working in the indigenous community in Western Australia. In their language which is Gija the place is called Warmun. The English name is Turkey Creek.
In this post, I don´t wanna tell stories about my job in a community store. I would rather show you the painting I got gifted from one of the local artist, Lindsay Malay.
During my stay in the Australian Outback which was 6 months in total, I have met several artist who are working in the ArtCentre Warmun. They are not only working there as artist; they actually have the strong will to keep the indigenous art alive. All their paintings have a paticular meaning. Before the English have taken over Australia, there was no written word existing. From what I know, the indiginous people wouldn´t want to express themselves in the written word. It would effect their feeling for the nature and they would start to forget. If you know where it´s written, why memorizing, they would say.
Art though, has always existed and still has a meaningful influence. The paintings suppose to visualize directions to water places, hunting spots, the seasons, the animals they can hunt for. These are just examples – it was way more than this. It is still possible to find rock paintings throughout Australia. (I will publish an article about the stone paintings at Argyle lake which I saw while exploring a random cave at the road.)
Almost every indigenous community has its own Art Gallery which exhibits artwork of the local tribes. The techniques differ from the tribes and families.
The meaning of my proudly recieved gift will be shown below.
Thanks to Lindsay Malay, Dion who has shipped this not too small painting to Germany. It has barely survived – fortunataly only a few fixable parts which a little bit demaged. I would also like to thank my wise friend Gabriel Nodea – Thun ya Ningi – who is also a great artist as well as the Purdie girls who gave me more fantastic artwork.
I hope to meet you again some day…