Tuesday 11 November 2014

Lone Surfer Designs T-Shirts

'Lone Surfer Designs' brings you home 

At present I am working on various designs if you want one just let me know the one below is $38.00 au + postage - let me know if you want any inscription at no cost.


Email me at ecbenn@live.com.au and I can give you my deposit details and discuss your needs




T-Shirt sizes -  small - large - xlarge - xxlarge

Colours -  Black, White and Grey

Back printing will be $12.00 on top

If you are international (outside of Australia) I can quote you for postage at the cheapest rate




Thank you friend - Ted Bennetts

and remember...

"A test of a surfer is to surf alone"
The Bear


Monday 10 November 2014

A Friend Died Today...

A friend died today:
When I moved to the Central Coast from Forbes NSW back in 2010 I lived in different areas of the coast. First I moved to heavily wooded Mardi, which is up near Tuggerah. Then I lived at a small hamlet called Copacabana in a 1950’s rental not far from the beach. I surfed everyday and reacquainted myself with the ocean. The problem was I lived in a party zone, so every weekend parties exploded around me which I disliked to the point of moving out. I relocated to Avoca Beach in a two bedroom house close to the point and Avoca Picture Theatre. It was a house in disrepair, but the rent was cheap.


I ran on the beach and surfed most days, it was exhilarating to me. Dusk fell into night and I would wander down to the point and watch the lines of waves smashing through the headland. One night I chanced a silhouette of a man in the distance starring out to the glistening sea as the waves roared into the shore. A grounded figure dreaming of the ocean and its origin. His name was John, he did not speak at all until I said “these waves would be perfect to surf right now"



He nodded and said “yeah your right its pretty special -  not a bad idea at all”



A week had passed I again came across him again  a fogged figure in the distance. It was raining and it was just after nightfall. He was standing on the point wrapped in a plastic garbage bag watching the rhythm of the ocean with his reflective eyes, searching for something, searching for an answer to a question not yet formed. I did not speak to him and walked back home. I realized he had moved into the beach shack behind the picture theatre with his family. He was close to the ocean, he could feel the thud of its power under the floorboards. A sound and a visceral arrangement other living beings rarely experienced; There was with no doubt he was borne from the ocean. He told me one night "waves are vibrations of god resonating from another place and another time and we were the final destination". He spoke as the waves cracked on the rocks and sprayed into the black night sky. 

It all made sense to me....time was relentless and my life is a series of waves breaking on the shore.
www.edwardsdesignhouse.com ....to be continued

Wednesday 17 September 2014

Baiame Cave Experience...



Visit to Baiame Cave, Milbrodale NSW
On Tuesday 16th we visited the Baiame Cave (the creator in Wonnarua spirituality) in the Wollemi National Park. The trip down the Putty Road past the expansive coalmines of Singleton and Bulga.  In contrast to the seamless plains, we arrived at a green fertile valley via a windy dusty dirt road, heading south through the valley into the home to the Baiame. Our guides Adam, Jake and Margaret were waiting for us. The group was welcomed and cleansed by the ceremonial smoke and the lore of respect. We trekked down a river flat corridor and entered the spiritual grounds of the Wonnarua People. The clouds shadowed the landscape and the wind whisked the trees and grasses as we walked towards the cave up on a craggy outcrop of boulders surrounded by Eucalyptus, she-oaks and blue wrens fluttering and singing to us from the deadwood branches that were beacons to the cave. We greeted the Baiame Cave with the words “Yum Ger-ad” meaning “hello we have arrived; we are here” and the Baiame spirit would welcome us into the meeting place. The spiritual painting was rich in red and white ochre’s worn over thousands of years looking down on the valley and world below where once it was a meeting place for Wiradjuri, Kamilaroi Darkinjung and Wonnarua Peoples.

Adam the guide explained the story of Baiame and the all seeing eyes of wisdom and love and the extended arms that hold all of us together as brothers, sister, mothers, fathers, uncles and aunts. Every living being is connected, we are all connected as part of the earth, the sky the animals, family and friends.

The group listened to Dreamtime stories of the Tiddlelick Frog and the story of how the Crow turned black. The group danced to the rhythm of Clap-sticks and dance stories. The day finished with a walk back through the valley to the reality of awaiting cars.
                    
   


I would like to thank the guides, Adam, Jake and Margaret for a joyous and meaningful experience of Aboriginal culture.


Monday 15 September 2014

Hello there....







Hello -  this is my first Blogg ever - I have a lot to learn but I'm sure it won't take too long to work out.

My name is Edward and I am an artist and art educator.
My day has been spent collating information for a report on 50 students, not exactly mind stimulating but someone has to do it. They are a mix of kids that need help with reading and writing and cultural inclusion and are a lot of fun.

Below is my website which I am developing. I created it in Dreamweaver, yes I know coders are not impressed but hey I have learnt a lot of code using Dreamweaver believe it or not. I am also looking forward to podcasting mostly about the visual arts and life .
www.edwardsdesignhouse.com

Yes Peanut Butter I love it - by the way the photo was taken in Forbes NSW
It is one of those historic murals painted in the 1930's