environmental tragedy

What can we do?

by frogpondsrock on June 12, 2010

in environmental stuff,fauna and flora,headfuck,Hope,real life

I received this comment on my oil covered birds post,

Our class has been watching this video as well as the news every day.  We are sad that the birds are covered with oil and they are stuck on the beach.  What can we do to help?  PLEASE WRITE US BACK…LOVE, ROOM 110

I don’t know what you can actually physically do to help room 110, as I am Australian and thousands of miles away from this disaster. I am sure there are plenty of practical things you can do that don’t involve picking up oily and distressed sea creatures though.

You could choose a wildlife organisation and ring them up and see what they need. I do know that volunteer rescue organisations are always chronically short of money so maybe you could organise a fundraiser, a raffle, something like that and then donate the money to an organisation of your choice.

Here in Tasmania a few years ago the community got together and knitted woolly jumpers for the penguins to wear  as part of an oil spill response pack. ( a jumper is a sweater)

Here is a web page with a list of organisations you can contact

I assume that The American Red cross would know how you can help and I am sure that The ASPCA would be another good organisationto get in touch with.

Now as for what you can do in the longer term, that requires a bit of a think. Have a look around your home and really look at everything that you have. The ice cubes in your refrigerator, the throw away plastic bottle in your rubbish bin, all your gadgets, the family car and the clean clothes that you are wearing today.

Everything that enables you to have a comfortable life takes energy.

We are all responsible for this oil spill.

We all need to change our habits.

Reduce your consumption, it is as simple as that. Dry your clothes outside on the washing line rather than in a dryer. Put a sweater on when you are cold rather than turning the heater up.Turn the lights off that you aren’t using. Unplug your mobile phone charger from the wall when you aren’t using it. Dont leave the television on standby. Turn off the microwave when you aren’t using it. Think about that next trip in the car, is it necessary?

Look at how many green or red or blue little lights are on in your house while you are sleeping of a night. Do all those electrical items really need to be sitting there all night silently, sucking power just to save us a few seconds time when we want to use them.

Don’t leave the water running when you brush your teeth in the mornings. Put the plug in the sink when you peel potatoes. Choose environmentally friendly products and ask for organic produce. I am sure you can all think of a zillion more things to do to reduce your own consumption.

Saying NO to plastic is a really good thing to do.

Small things. They are all small things but from little things big things grow.

One person does have the power to change the world.

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Peering into the darkness

by frogpondsrock on June 7, 2010

in ceramics,environmental stuff,Grief,headfuck,Love and Loss

The images of the oiled birds weigh heavily on my spirit.

The ancient trees cry out to my soul as they are cut down.

Once the ocean is dead what will become of us?

I am hurtling towards the last of my year of firsts and I miss my mother desperately.

I can feel the weight of depression heavy in my chest, a hard lump underneath my breastbone and I can taste its sour flavour at the back of my throat. I can feel it clutching at me at the edges of my mind.

As the heaviness threatens to drag me down, I could easily leap into the darkness and stay there submerged in my own sorrow but I don’t have the time to linger on self absorption, I have wasted enough time already.

A cup was stuck in the mould and I ripped it in my impatience. As I smoothed the jagged edges and altered its shape I became lost in the moment and a series has been born.

I will be exhibiting in the Tasmanian Ceramics Association’s annual exhibition in August, the theme of the exhibition is the seven deadly sins. I cant decide between greed, pride or sloth as my sin of choice, either way this cup and its resemblance to a jagged tree stump will be my interpretation of the brief.

Our sloth, our laziness, our apathy in the face of a world on the brink of catastrophe. Our pride, our vanity, our overriding arrogance that we can control nature and bend to the earth to our will is uppermost in my mind. The essence of our destuctive human natures will be represented in these forms.

They wont be blue like the picture above as I need something harsher than that to get the idea out of my head. Blood and ashes, graffiti and despair. There wont be any hope in these pieces at all, as they will contain my anger but maybe it is better to have my anger contained in these vessels. We will see.

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This little piggy…

by frogpondsrock on November 23, 2009

in Animal cruelty,Hope,On my soapbox,real life

It has been very busy in the frogpondsrock household lately. Well to be be completely accurate I should say, The Spouse has been very busy, while I have just been jumping around, hugging myself with excitement and being a bigger nuisance than normal.

I am getting two eight week old piglets in early January and I am drooling with excitement. The thought of home grown pork has me skipping with happiness. Whilst for some strange reason all The Spouse can do is groan loudly and mutter phrases containing key words such as, bloody women, hard work, enough to do and no idea.

Two piglets squeeeee!!! I will keep you posted.

We went and picked up three new chooks last weekend that were offered on freecycle. The Spouse groaned and muttered about bloody chooks, shitting everywhere,whilst I promised fervently that I would remember to lock them up every night. The spouse then muttered something under his breath about not making promises I wouldn’t keep. He does a lot of muttering, that man.

These three older hens are used to being handled so it will be lovely to see how Amy interacts with them. My resident hen is very skittish and runs away and hides in the bush, when anyone other than me approaches her. So I am really looking forward to having some tame hens about the place again.

Last night there was a brief expose on 60 minutes revealing the horrible conditions that our pigs are kept in. Whilst I thought the expose was rather tame, I was really pleased that the plight of the pigs had been taken up by the mainstream media.

I firmly believe that the way we can change the world is by thinking about how we spend our money and making informed choices as consumers.

Plastic kills albatrosses. Simple answer, stop buying plastic bottled water.

Pork farmed in horrible conditions. Stop buying cheap supermarket pork.

It is working for the battery farmed hens. A major supermarket chain recently announced that they would stop selling eggs from caged birds. We consumers did that, by not buying battery farmed eggs it became economically unviable for the supermarket to stock them.

Small communities seem to be leading the way with Bundanoon becoming the first town in Australia to ban plastic bottled water.

Coles bay, a Tasmanian seaside village banned plastic bags ages ago. I really think that it is just a matter of us slowing down for a minute or two and thinking about the consequences of our own buying actions.


Help End Factory-Farming at AnimalsAustralia.org

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How to make a dead albatross bowl.

by frogpondsrock on November 4, 2009

in ceramics,Dead Albatross bowls,environmental stuff,fauna and flora,On my soapbox

I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Chris Jordan’s albatross photographs. I sent an email off to him asking for permission to reproduce one of his images here but I haven’t received a reply so if you click on his name you will go straight to the images of the dead albatross chicks.

I  planned to take photos of all the steps involved in making the bowl. Once I started to work I got so caught up with the making that I kept on forgetting to take the shots. I would glance up in the middle of adding something to the bowl and see the camera and think,”shit I forgot the photos” and quickly snap away.

I rolled out some clay. It is exactly the same as rolling out pastry except if you nibble bits of the edges it tastes like mud.

I rolled out some clay until it was quite thin.

I rolled out another thin sheet of clay and then cut out an albatross shaped piece of clay.

I then added an albatross shaped piece of clay. I had totally forgotten about taking photos at this stage.

I then started to paint the albatross with black and white slip. Slip is liquid clay. You can buy slip from the clay shop. I make my own slip from white clay and add body stains to make all the colours except black. To make black slip I make up a black oxide mix which is 3% black iron oxide, 2% manganese,2% cobalt oxide and 2% nickel oxide. I then add a couple of teaspoons of this mix to half a cup or so of slip. It should fire to a lovely dark charcoal colour (fingers crossed).

I started to colour in the albatross with slip.

I then pressed shapes into the belly of the albatross for texture and to highlight the foreign nature of the plastic.

I then pressed some circles and lines into the albatrosses belly, to represent the plastic.

I decorated the shapes with commercial underglaze colour as well as coloured slip.

I decorated some more using underglaze colours as well as coloured slip.

I now carefully picked it up and  plonked it on top of a hump mould and hoped like hell that it wouldn’t rip too much, as the clay was really thin.

I then picked up the clay and put it on the hump mould. Hoping that it wouldn't rip too much.

Now I needed to add another layer of clay to make the pot a bit thicker. So I rolled out some more clay, painted it with some slip so that it would stick and then added it to the bowl. I squashed the new layer of clay down with a rolling pin and then smacked it with a piece of driftwood planking until I was happy with the shape and the texture.

I rolled out another sheet of clay and put it on to thicken up the bowl. then I bashed it with a piece of driftwood.

I then painted this layer with black slip.

I painted this layer with black slip.You can see the marks left by the driftwood.

I still had the pieces of clay leftover from when I had cut out the albatross shape. So I painted them with a slip I had made from local clay gathered from the side of the road, it fires to orange. So I stuck them onto the bowl as well.

I put the leftover clay pieces from the albatross on the bowl as well.

I covered them with clingwrap so that they wouldn’t dry out any more and then I squished it all together with the rolling pin.

I covered the clay with cling wrap and and squished everything together with a rolling pin.

Once I was happy that everything was all squished together. I took off the clingwrap and gave it a bit of a bash with the driftwood paddle.

This is the end result of the bottom of the pot.

I left it on the mould until it had dried out to not quite leather hard. I am an impatient potter and all the time I had been making the bowl, I didn’t have a clue how the albatross inside the bowl had fared.I didn’t know if it had ripped or distorted and I was itching to find out. So as soon as the bowl could be flipped off the mould and still retain a bowl like shape, I turned it over.

And here is the dead albatross.

this is what the albatross ended up looking like.

It took me all morning to make one bowl and the whole process from start to finish was very satisfying. I don’t feel quite so helpless in the face of the enormity of the tragedy of the albatrosses. I have since made another albatoss bowl and I am hoping like mad that I will be happy enough with them to put them in the exhibition.

* edited:- You can see photos of the fired bowl here.

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