Jen asked about the original version of the By the Lake image in my last post. Here it is…
The image was my contribution for the group exhibition which follows the “Inner Light” workshop that many of us have experienced. These are the words which accompanied the image
The “Sea of Rippling Waters” provides a heartbeat to the land.
As I stood beside the road, high above the lake, it took very little imagination to see before me a place as it was before the people came.
I saw Aotearoa in its raw form.
I have flown over Te Urewera but I had never actually set foot there. From the air Lake Waikaremoana stands out like an island in an ocean of forest. But on the ground, in person, it is more, much more.
My family lineage is British and I have been to places in Great Britain which have family
connections. They were interesting, and there was something a little special, but they did not feel like home. But here, in a place totally new to me, I felt different. I could sense spirits smiling at me from the white ripples on the lake and gazing down from the tall trees in the mist of the forest.
I am not European, I AM Pakeha.
At Waikaremoana I somehow felt that I was recognised.