Silver clouds and cows

After a few disappointing exhibitions in Australia, I had low expectations of Andy Warhol at Te Papa Museum in Wellington, New Zealand. I am happy to say I enjoyed it. It was good to see early pencil sketches along with the predictable famous portraits.

The highlight for me was the Silver Cloud and Cows installation. Large helium filled rectangular shaped silver pillows gently float above and around. The pink cow head on yellow wallpaper is reflected on the surface of the inflated silver oblongs. I found the ever changing surfaces calming.

A fellow blogger has pictures:

SmARTy ART Chick

Treading water

You would think that with all this time on my hands that I would be focussed, disciplined and totally capable of completing my lesson and meditating. Where has the time gone? It is not like I have been watching the television every night. Okay I have posted a few things on this blog, been diligent with attending workshops, key note speeches, an extended special interest group on psychological well being and resilience, and surprisingly for me talked to people I don’t know.

I have had difficulty sleeping the whole time I have been in Wellington, last night was no exception. Today I’m looking forward to heading home to Sydney. My bags are packed and I’m ready to go; checkout time isn’t for another hour and I know that I will have to wander around aimlessly once I have given up the temporary sanctuary of my room.

Luckily I have time to go back to Te Papa Museum to visit the Andy Warhol exhibition and do some shopping before heading off to the airport. I managed to secure an aisle seat on the flight so I won’t have to sit squashed against the wall of the plane. I wonder if I will need to contend with a fellow passenger who is as free with their elbows as the woman next to me on the flight to New Zealand. I don’t understand why the seats are not designed wide enough to accommodate me. The prospect of being bashed by passages walking backwards and forwards and the trolley doesn’t fill me with glee.


Alone, I seek out company,
When in a crowd I welcome space.
In heat of the day I long for cool,
When the night chills I look for warmth.
Tired, I gratefully go to bed,
When I’m away I yearn for home.

(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved

Paradise almost lost

Reading about the deforestation of The land in the Museum of New Zealand Te Papa inspired me to find out more:

“Around 1000 AD, before humans arrived in New Zealand, forest covered more than 80% of the land. The only areas without tall forests were the upper slopes of high mountains and the driest regions of Central Otago. When Māori arrived, about 1250–1300 AD, they burnt large tracts of forest, mainly on the coasts and eastern sides of the two main islands. By the time European settlement began, around 1840, some 6.7 million hectares of forest had been destroyed and was replaced by short grassland, shrubland and fern land. Between 1840 and 2000, another 8 million hectares were cleared, mostly lowland or easily accessible conifer–broadleaf forest.” (1)

“One of the largest and longest-living trees in the world, New Zealand kauri (Agathis australis) belongs to the ancient conifer family, Araucariaceae. Kauri’s final size depends on site and conditions, but heights average 30–40 metres and trunks can reach several metres in diameter. By 600–700 years of age, kauri reaches an average diameter of over 1 metre. Kauri can survive for 1,000 years or more (with an average diameter of 2 metres), but trees older than 1,700 years (average diameters over 3 metres) are now rare.

In just over 100 years, logging and burning transformed the northern landscape from forest to farmland. By the early 1900s, most kauri forest had been logged. Although there was growing concern for the survival of remaining native forest, the high value of kauri timber meant that the forest was still exploited. A final push to extract the last of the kauri swept through the north in the 1920s and 1930s, reducing the forest to the few patches that survive today.” (2)

The image of Queen Elizabeth II on the face of these coins link the currency of New Zealand to the UK, my place of birth. For me these metal shapes represent the destructive power of humanity over nature and their fellow human beings in seeking material wealth. They exist because man mined metal from the Earth. Gold and silver are symbolic of the Sun and the Moon all three are essential for life as we know it; what a paradox.

(1) John Dawson. ‘Conifer–broadleaf forests – Loss of conifer–broadleaf forests’, Te Ara – the Encyclopedia of New Zealand, updated 8-Jul-13
(2) Joanna Orwin. ‘Kauri forest’, Te Ara – the Encyclopedia of New Zealand, updated 11-Jun-13