Het verhaal met een foto the story by showing gardens

It all started in Australia by growing tomatoes and it ended by growing Eucalyptus trees. What now follows is the gardening story with mainly photo’s, some good some not so good as i have no scanner. Pleas take the time to read it all and ………………..

The very first garden was in Australia. De eerste tuin:

the tomatoes near the watertank

the tomatoes near the water tank

An old man living in the bush taught me, how to garden with nature, by using cups of tea for your tomatoes and it worked wonders ever since. That was 33 years ago.

the garden of the house boat Nova Cura

the garden of the house boat Nova Cura

From here back to Holland with a garden by the house boat Nova Cura. It was a part of a house boat community of 13 old Dutch barges . The land is now maintained as a small natural habitat.
De tuin naast de Nova Cura een oude Boltjalk aan de Laars een woonschepen gemeenschap.

the garden on the reclaimed land

the garden on the reclaimed land

It kept on growing when the next garden was on the reclaimed land  on the Noord-Oost-Polder. Where cultivated and wild came more and more together.
De tuin in Luttelgeest aan de Lindeweg.

the back field at Rhodiad Y Brenin

the back field at Rhodiad Y Brenin

The first real big garden of 1/2 acre at Rhodiad Y Brenin in Wales flowing from New South Wales to Old South Wales. It was here i started an organic box-scheme growing vegetables and herbs. The name was “The Pumpkin Shed”.

a closeup from the field garden

a closeup from the field garden

A new place a new learning as the climate is harsh here so close to the coast.
De eerste grote tuin een echte boeren tuin met varken en kippen en ganzen en zelfs een eend. Hier begon ik de Pumpkin Shed.

Het begin van de walled garden 1997

Het begin van de walled garden 1997

Next to the field came the Walled Garden in Solva it was a mesh it was a challenge. Here the creative gardening started after reading the book of Derek Jarman garden. The driftwood i collected from the near beaches have an aim now, a place to be.

The Walled Garden 1.5 years later

The Walled Garden 1.5 years later

It was a famous garden with many visitors and publications even appeared on the TV. It was an experience cooking pumpkin soup in the garden for the TV program Angela Grey.

the tipi in the walled garden

the tipi in the walled garden

In the walled garden i organised outdoor art exhibitions and saw gardening more and more as an art not as an outdoor production field. I lived in the Tipi for several months.

field of sticks

field of sticks

After 5 years at the Walled Garden the lease came to an end and the beginning of the land at Clegyr Boia. The ideas for the land were many but one field was going to be a wild art-garden, Land Art. It was intensively farmed and more and less dead.
The first name for the garden was ‘Field of Sticks’, as the locals used to call it, as that is all you could see at first many and many pieces of driftwood marking the different parts.

stick art what can you see

stick art what can you see

Some driftwood is a piece of art in themselves and all people, big and small, see something different in the pattern of the stick. What you see is not what i see and that is ok.
During a trip i came, by accident across a book Straw Dogs by John Gray, which made me see the gardening in a very different light. The link shows some quotes out of the book.
I moved onto the land with a caravan and a shed and many plants and tools from the Walled Garden. The aim was to become one with the land on which i pondered, no TV, no newspapers, no magazines, no radio. A large part of the land was going to be a present back to nature, a small nature reserve next to a nature reserve. Trees they said plant trees so i did but some said oooh nooo not trees it must stay open land and others said ooh noo not heather it must stay farm land. Well, in the end it became a bit of all of it and a little more.

a dance of the land art Journey Through 2 Cultures

a dance of the land art Journey Through 2 Cultures

In 2006 the land stood host to an international land art project “The Journey Through 2 Cultures” a collaboration between Welsh artist and Australian Aboriginal artists. We even danced the land showing how both cultures were made to shut up in certain way during the above part of the dance. We had more than a 1000 visitors and it placed the ideas around the land in many peoples mind.
The connection with Australia, where it all began, stayed strong.

strong pole

strong pole

Now on a personal note. I gave the land all my strength and worked hard, too hard for my ability. For 3 years the land had to look after herself with a little help from some ponies and a watchful eye from me.

Wrapped in the Walled Garden 2009

Wrapped in the Walled Garden 2009

In 2009 i went with an other artist back to the Walled Garden to make it into an outdoor art space. Self seeded trees became art material, the garden herself became art. The garden was covered in a spiderweb of Bindweed but underneath were still many plants and trees i did plant years ago. A pond was made and orchard planted.
It was the venue for the Land Art Poetry Trail.
However the planning in this country made it impossible for us to continue here and we went back to the land at Clegyr Boia.

wanderlust word labyrinth

wanderlust word labyrinth

New work was added with poetry and land art as theme.

final knot

final knot

Old work was altered and added on. The trees grew bigger and bigger, birds came nesting, snakes hide in the grass, lizards, frogs, toads and newts visit the pond, badger strolled along at night, the fox hunt the rabbits and life came back.

In 2011 i wrote this poem:

VOORBEY
tired of roots,
tired of thorns,
tired of every day fight
of the growing

The need to stop
while it never stops

The need to finish as else it becomes
so superficial
a shallow drain of insignificant meaning

The need to complete
or else it will become an escape from respect
the indifference of living

The need to round of
to create the
worthy
the honesty of conclusion
or else it becomes the horror of
withdrawal into old age

It is voorbye bey bey Unicorn
it is voorbey it is
voorbij

Vaarwel het
symbol of my work
Vaarwel
I need to go with an achievement
or else
I become so flimsy,
feeble
illness
I need to go
it is voorbey
VaarWel
my tears will stay

the final Gossammer

the final Gossammer

So a year later, after giving it a last try to make it happen, I left and with me came many good memories. As with all the other gardens and art it is now in the hand of others who will do what they want to do with it.
I now move on to something more within my abilities as my strength will not come back no matter how hard i try and no matter how much i want it. It is VoorBey it is over.

An other book stands at this new chapter of my work The Western Land by William Burroughs. One sentence is written on my wall to remind me day after day.

subjective expressing
WHAT
you see and
NOT what others want to see

stone meditation

stone meditation

How i will do it is not clear yet as I am learning new skills but one thing is for sure somehow stones and sticks will be a part of it, small is beautiful. The beach is my haven of escape this time. You can read more about the progress on my new blog Roos Zwart the synonym for mAgdA the land artist as she now moves more and more towards writing.
However plants will stay a part of my life even just small scale

small scale zen garden

small scale zen garden

And with this my dear readers i leave this blog all behind.

mAgdA

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FREE WILL and our actions in nature

This morning I woke up with the question “Is there free will?”  Many philosophers, thinkers, artists, scientists asked this question, so I went to the internet and some books to see/read their views, while I was looking in the dark of the early morning.

free will in the dark

Wikipedia says: The definition of free will is the ability of agents to make choices.

The existentialist Jean-Paul Sartre says:
Man first of all exists, encounters himself, surges up in the world – and defines himself afterwords…he will be what he makes of himself…there is no determinism: man is free, man is freedom.

The Biologist and Darwinist Richard Dawkins says:
We are survival machines – robot vehicles blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes.

Routledge Encyclopaedia of Philosophy says:
What is it to act or choose freely?  Are we free agents?
In philosophy there are many different answers to this from yes/yes,  no/no,   yes/no,  no /yes and perhaps/possible.
How true it that:
Can we be morally responsible for what we do?
Thus normal adult human beings in normal circumstances are able to act and choose freely. No one is holding a gun to our heads.
Determinism is the view that everything that happens is necessitated by what has already happened before so free will is not possible.

free will early light

Wiki says further:
The principle of free will has religious, legal, ethical, and scientific, implications.
For example, in the religious realm, free will implies that individual will and choices can coexist with an omnipotent divinity.
In law, it affects considerations of punishment and rehabilitation.
In ethics, it may hold implications for whether individuals can be held morally accountable for their actions.
In science, neuroscientific findings regarding free will place restrictions on the autonomy of consciousness, showing that unconscious neural activities are important to our actions.

How are we to assign responsibility for our actions?
Modern compatibilists make a distinction between freedom of will and freedom of action, that is, separating freedom of choice from the freedom to enact it.
Despite our attempts to understand nature, a complete understanding of reality remains open to philosophical speculation. For example, the laws of physics (deterministic or not) have yet to resolve the hard problem of consciousness: Solving the hard problem of consciousness involves determining how physiological processes such as ions flowing across the nerve membrane cause us to have experiences.
The experience of conscious free will is the first-person perspective of the neural correlates of choosing.
If a person is like other mechanical things that are determined in their behaviour such as a wind-up toy, a billiard ball, a puppet, or a robot, then people must not have free will.
We have no control over the events of the past that determined our present state and no control over the laws of nature.

Compatibilists are only committed to the ability to do something otherwise if different circumstances had actually obtained in the past.
The most common meaning attached to compatibilism is that some form of determinism is true and yet we have some form of – however – free will.
The idea that everything is caused by prior conditions, makes it impossible for anything else to happen.

my thoughts coming from my experience on the land
A hermit is a person living in solitude (for religious reasons e.g.)
Yet I could not be in total solitude as I went to the shop to buy my food and my water. For 4 months I lived on the land and I worked in a coffee shop to earn the money to eat.
But I did experience nature part time in total solitude.
So my free will was partly determined by the social circumstances.
My choices were not made by what others told me to do, or not to do. They were made by  my conclusions of what I saw, knowing very well that it is my own interpretation of the view/vision.
The choices I made were effected by circumstance – even simple circumstances like: is the sun shining or is it raining – it has an effect on how I felt that day and therefor effects how I act (choose). Do I therefor make a wrong choice on a rainy day and a right choice on a sunny day?
No, the world is not black and white – the world is not right or wrong. It is both: we have sunny days, we have rainy days, so the balance will be created by the contradiction of days.

free will sunrise
We are lost in the forest as we do not see the forest through the trees when we constantly move. Moving to find a way. On the moment you stand still you see the tree you can focus on one and find a way.
Nature does not see things right or wrong.
A sunny day has effects on tomorrow but nature deals with it, it does not worry about it and most of all it adapt. At times the adaptions take a long time and at time they happen instantly.
I acted out of free will. I made the choice, the circumstances gave me (restricted) the choices I had, yet at times I was totally free, away from circumstances when I distanced myself from human ideology and doctrine.
I acted by what the day the moment brought me: sun, rain –  I planted them trees. I moved them rocks regardless  the physical condition of my body. Just and only because I wanted to. The reasons behind it on that moment were irrelevant for me as I just wanted to create what I see as nature influence by my own past and not the past of other human beings.
and
When I than go back into the human thinking and see the reactions: it was against farming it was against human existence.
I say: no way.
The critic is based on the ideology and doctrine that we humans stand above nature, that we do not need to interact with nature and look at the effect our actions has on nature as we can cure anything.
I can’t.
I planted that tree to grow not for me, but for the tree and for the bees that feed on her flowers and the birds that feed on her berries.
Human control is an illusion (and perversion) of the free will.
We can’t make the choice for nature when we have removed ourselves so far away from it.
We need to look at our actions within the whole of existence not just our own individual existence.

free will the light
I made my choice as I now walk away from the land- leaving it in the hand of others.
I need to leave it well behind as it hurts me to see the actions of others but in the end it was my choice.
The man who now manages and owns a part of the land thinks differently than me – makes his choices different from me. He does not live on the land, he did not plant them trees, he did not see them bees, he did not hear them birds, he acts on advice from other human beings, he acts as a part of a system funded by the need of human control. Their success is counted by the amount of money.

55 sheep on 14 acres (5 hectares) of herbs, grass, heather, shrubs and trees for 3 months. Their hungry mouths will eat it all, the recovery of that natural habitat after the 3 months will be limited. In the natural world a flock of 55 sheep will stay on a small field like this for just a week before moving on. In the farming world they will stay all year around provided that the field was sprayed with fertilisers, herbicides and pesticides.
After this 3 months there will be left short grass, bare trees and shrubs and patches of bare soil.
This hurts me right in my soul. But it was my choice to walk away and that was not his choice. I failed to make people see differently and I will not try again.
I have to live with the consequences of my action as I walk away to never return to my own created piece of nature.
My free will is so depending on the free will off other human beings, while my well being depends on the tree and her fruits.
We do have free will and we act on it but that choice will carry consequences and therefor we need to act on the consequences. No free will, no choices we make has no consequences: when you plant the tree it has consequences and when you chop the tree down it has consequences. It is for you to choose.
An other example:
It’s my neighbour’s free will to have babies.
Is the welfare of fishes more important than the babies of my neighbour?
So do I safe the fishes from extinction or do I fish the fish to feed the babies?
but:
What will the babies eat when they are children when all the fishes has been fished to feed them when they were babies?

I know that my dog acts out of free will a lot more than me.

mAgdA

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A NEW BEGINNING

The last few months I have been looking at a new way forwards as the work on the land at Clegyr Boia slowly but certainly came to an end.
After exploring the different possibilities, I will start some exiting new work and projects.

First: from now on I will be writing under my synonym Roos Zwart. Roos is very busy  with writing a book, many of you will say — finally. It will be fiction based on my own experiences, on different realities. I’m on a steep learning curve as I write it in English and as many of you know English is not my first language. The beginning is there.

Secondly: together with artist Berth Neutze i’m in the process of setting a gallery called The Touch Gallery. We have found a premisses that will suit our ideas and we are now working on getting all the bits and pieces together.

virtual impression

a virtual impression of The Touch Gallery

The Touch Gallery, as the name says, will be about art that people can touch. We will be specialising in sculptures, all sculptures will be unique. None of the sculptures we will sell are made by using casts or mould, no multiply art.

touchwood

touch wood

The gallery is situated along a marina and this gives birth to the THIRD a drifting piece of land art. For this third project I will use the design of Klepley. The drifting art is an idea I had for a several years now, only now I will have the right settings. It will be funded in many ways, crowd funding, the profit of the gallery, fund raising.

The ideas are developing and you can read the first post here  I hope I will see you there and perhaps one day in the gallery.

marina

the marina with in the back ground the buildings in which
The Touch Gallery will be.

Roos Zwart

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a lost seed

IT WAS NEVER MINE

IT WAS NEVER YOURS

NO MORE POSTS WILL FOLLOW

I HAVE SAID GOOD BYE

TO CLEGYR BOIA

LAND

NO MORE TO SAY

THANK YOU

DIT IS DE LAATSTE VAN DE LAASTE

VAARWEL VAN HET

LAND

NU ZEIL IK VERDER ZONDER

HET WAS MOOI

BEDANKT

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