Weft of wing, our forebears wove our wairua moko blueprints, guided by divinity of Creator, into our soarable dna across Iwi.
Photo caption: Whatu, weft-twining, used to make a muka kete, courtesy of Angela Wallace, Kawhia National Weavers’ Hui, 2011, May 2012, Te Papa.
Words: Wairua – Where the two rivers meet: (more…)
NATIONAL HUI ON WATER RIGHTS – THE MAORI KING TUHEITIA HOSTS A-LISTED ARRAY OF MAORI LEADERS OF ASIA-PACIFIC
Turangawaewae played host to the hui for Maori on water rights in New Zealand. Mark Solomon said he would have prefered that there had been no politicians present. Tukuroirangi Morgan said it’s about coming together as water unites us. And the Maori King, Tuheitia Paki is looking very vintage old school, King-like in a Chicago way with that potai (a hat).
Simon Dallow, Wendy Petrie and Jessica Mutch serve up the first report.
And now for the SERIOUS water unites us korereo (conversation) from Scotty Morrison, Tini Molyneux and talented Te Karere team.
(coming soon when English-Maori version is uploaded online).
In the meantime, here’s a clip:
~Posted by Horiwoodblog, Aotearoa New Zealand, Polynesia Asia-Pacific. 13.9.12~
Many years ago in Omanaia, Ngapuhi country of Hokianga in New Zealand’s Far North, my great-grandmother and great-grandfather (who were both Maori and who also descended from Paniora*, one of the earliest settlers from Spain in Aotearoa, New Zealand) had 18 children!!!
At this moment, descendants of these 18 children are meeting in Auckland. It’s a big family. My niece, Pearl Grace, is texting me the whanau (family) news. She sounds so excited at all of the family stories!
Today the family live in Dallas USA, London UK, Cairns & Melbourne Australia with most of us living right here in New Zealand - at the time of writing.
Mauri Ora whanau raukura a Hokianga. Artistic adventure is our friend. :)
–*Incidentally Paniora is the early Hokianga word for Espana.
~Posted by Horiwood.Com, Aoteaoroa New Zealand, Polynesia Asia-Pacific. 4.12.11~
BOBBY, JOSEPH, PATU HAWKE AND AWA HUDSON AND MOM – TUKUTUKU PANEL LIVES OF LOVE – ORAKEI MARAE – TAMAKI MAKAURAU – 11.10.11
We had gathered at Orakei to celebrate Alice Ringa-Poto Rakena Pihama‘s colorful life, as an artist who wove tukutuku panels, that sold out at this year’s Atamira: Maori in The City festival in West Auckland.
Hundreds gathered for Pihama’s funeral. It was a very special time. In celebrating Alice’s beautiful and gracious family and her life of love and serving her marae and people with fifty years living at Orakei and contributing to the arts and tribal cultural life, Papa Joseph Hawke stood to speak and remind the younger generations of how Ngati Whatua o Orakei has always been a bastion in overcoming greed, racism and State corruption. At times, this tribe has been greatly used to speak out against State brutality, when the State has forgotten that it should serve all New Zealand’s healthy interests, not just a mere fews, by being over-forceful and unjust, using the arm of State Services as if a small milieu’s own assets.
I shed a few tears when Joseph talked about how, one day a visiting princess was visiting New Zealand. She was to drive past Orakei. Police took flamethrowers and razed the houses of Ngati Whatua o Orakei people. They burned them to the ground, as they were embarrassed for this future queen to see Maori people and how we lived. We were an embarrassment, we’d spoil the view of our own tribal lands. So we had to be disposed of, displaced, hidden away, like naughty children – or afterthoughts of The State.
These were dark days for the tribe. Watching the “oldies” recall these awful times they had survived and endured, would make any younger Kiwi cry. Throughout the day, celebrations occurred with the music and sounds of tribal Kapa haka. A beautiful cultural occassion. My favorite, was the old folks, “Sunday School Medly of hit songs.” Namely, “Down by the River Side” etc. Too cute.
This is a true story, blog post. Thanks Joe Hawke.
[All photos of - A Day in The life of A Wharenui - Orakei Marae, taken on this hori's phone. Image of Robert Muldoon, a racist pig PM, from history's dark past, via Wikipedia. Triumph of the Will, Tukutuku panel blog post - going up as contemporary cyberspace tribute, to the tukutuku weaving prowess of Aunty Alice's lifeswork.
Peace! Let’s go New Zealand in remaining a strongly democratic society that remains proud of Maori peoples rich legacy of love in this fine nation in overcoming greedy dictator piggies – who resemble communist dictators with each passing day. :)
~Posted by Horiwood.Com, Aotearoa New Zealand, Polynesia Asia-Pacific. 12.10.11~
TOP – A Manu Tukutuku kite to fly over the Takutai Moana (Oceans) while standing on the beach. Art exhibition piece from the Ngai Tahu tribe’s artistic lore of Maori culture. Kite materials are harakeke (flax fronds) and toi toi (or pamper-US grass flowers).
BOTTOM – Patchwork cotton badge for BMW of Germany. Made in China.
MUSIC - Anthony Callea and the lads of The Red Hot Chili Peppers bring us a live version of The Zephyr Song performed at Slane Castle for our listening pleasure today from The Entertainment Capitol of The World via Hollywood’s only South Pacific TV Channel online with Hollywood uploads. Enjoy.
Lyrics follow as poetry, below our fun logo talking point today.
The Zephyr Song Lyrics sound great in a BMW. Lyrics could almost be an unofficial anthem of new, more fun and brighter roads ahead.
I think the old Jewish King, what was his name Solomon? would have approved of these lyrics with a chuckle, somehow, back in the day of his wise rule -
Can I get your hand to write on
Just a piece of led to bite on
What a night to fly my kite on (more…)
אַף־אַ֭תָּה תָּפֵ֣ר יִרְאָ֑ה וְתִגְרַ֥ע שִׂ֝יחָ֗ה לִפְנֵי־אֵֽל׃
Ko te arero reka he rakau no te ora; tena ki te wanoke a roto he wawahi wairua.
The tongue that brings healing is a tree of life, don’t crush the spirit.
He tangata ano ko ana korero maka noa, me te mea ko nga werohanga a te hoari;
he rongoa ia te arero o te hunga whakaaro nui.
מוּסַ֣ר מְלָכִ֣ים פִּתֵּ֑חַ וַיֶּאְסֹ֥ר אֵ֝זֹ֗ור בְּמָתְנֵיהֶֽם׃
Reckless words are as the piercings of a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
~Bronaaki is the collective brotherhood of Manaakitanga’s rich cultural values as epitomized in the prayerful and mindful spirit of Bronagh Key of Helensville and her people of Aotearoa New Zealand.
The words of King Solomon – son of King David – The Psalmist Warrior King, history’s wisest King on Earth as posted by Horiwood.Com, Hollywood California USA. 2.17.11~
One signed legal document as Hollywood pop culture today. Te Tiriti o Waitangi and/or The Treaty of Waitangi is well worth an airing as a major human rights, Hollywood news story today. The copy of the government funded website says: “This is the document that was signed a Waitangi on the 6th of February 1840 and this wording became the only official text for the Treaty. The text was transcribed onto parchment by Reverend Richard Taylor on the evening of the 5th of February 1840, using Reverend Henry Williams’ translation completed the previous night. The bottom third of the parchment document was sewn on at “Waitemata” (Auckland) on the 29th of February 1840 and contains the signatures of chiefs in that region. A day later Lieutenant Governor Hobson suffered a massive paralytic stroke.”
Here’s ten Waitangi Day-esque posts today from California, USA. Peace!
Most current Waitangi Day News post: John Key & Mereana Kereopa Hodge reveal a snap shot of Waitangi Day and what it means today.
New Zealand is a beautiful country. Kiwi people are as stunning as their landscapes. Together we’re getting there fairly, just like many other nations in the world are too. Let’s work! Smile lots and always consider one another and our neighbors of the world too. Mauri Ora!
[Tee Shirt via In True Maori Fashion - Hollywood Maori culture]
~Posted by Horiwood.Com, Hollywood California USA. 2.4.11~
EGYPTIAN-AFRICAN RAMSES II TATTOOS, CALI-SCOTTISH COLLEGE FOOTBALL HAKAS AND MALIA’S MAORI KORU MOHAWK SPIRALS SKETCHED INTO YOUNG HOLLYWOOD’S HEADS TODAY BESIDE THE TORAH, WEST HOLLYWOOD – 1.26.11 @ 2.30pm
As I blog today in Hollywood as a Maori Kiwi farmer’s raised country kid son, there’s a lot going on to deal with. Nothing is as simple as those country days, in a Cosmopolitan City like Los Angeles.
I get texts on my phone asking for a meeting with a Romanian-American kid whose discovered paranormal activity in Laurel Canyon, beneath the house with a pyramid on top of it, currently on the market for 3.5 million, “why wouldn’t Tom Cruise buy it?’ is the gist of texting. Why I would even go, I don’t know?
I know that the founding Native American Indian tribes of California used to meet in the Laurel Canyon area each year, seasonally and theater would occur between the convergence of tribes there – where they would reenact a year’s worth of tribal stories for each other as tribes, in shared song and dance narratives.
Hollywood in a way, is an evolution, of this tradition, but technology (cinema, film, media, mobile telephony) is the preferred medium to convey this tradition in the world now from California. As I’ve already told this kid that, I don’t feel like going.
There’s always going to be paranormal activity in the Canyon, until Native American Indians are invited back to do what they always did on Hollywood Hills and Canyon landscapes, as people. It’s just what they do and should be allowed to do as a sign of genuine belief in the origins of freedom of expression of America’s founding fathers, mothers and their children. That’s where the concept of American family begins as a narrative in the USA, in a celebrated and ongoing healing process that should be honored and respected too for all of America with Native American Indians being a vital part of that.
I had suggested to the kid to meet with Indian tribes himself if he was so concerned about the increase of paranormal activity in Hollywod, to see if there was any interest in that and to meet with the Mayor of L.A too to get it going on. He had looked at me like I was a total spinner, (I have the same thought each day too at times, so that’s quite okay) but it’s certainly much better than entertaining ghosts in the canyon, I think. Far smarter.
Pyramid worship here of the rich and famous and Free Mason society types aside here, I think Indians have their place in Hollywood as people on this landscape that should be honored and respected as honoring the roots of a nation’s peace and human rights record and pathway forward. So that’s the end of the texting saga as I turn my phone off. Peace is the greatest gift of all in California. Least we get confused at to what robs America’s peace, we need to learn to turn our phones off sometimes to have it.
Beside me to the right, the blonde girl in the cowboy tartan red and black cowboy, all wool shirt (too hot for California actually), cut off denim shorts and black fishnet stockings talks the need of “boundary setting with her new boyfriend” to her ‘Personal Gay’ friend. He just nods at everything she says, like he’s a tamed poodle or something. What’s up with that brainless trend?
A Mexican Aztec fashion designer, with sharp cheekbones talks to investors in the cafe today about how far $100,000 investments could go, and where that would take them. He’s 50 with little Richard eyeliner Aztec eyes. A fierce statement in today’s Hollywood. He’s not big on ‘speaking the English,’ he’s like “You give me $100,000 and this is what you get for that.” Yet there’s no denying that he knows his stuff in the new wave of the fashion apparel business in California. He’s a modern merchant of Cali’s fashion world as perhaps best denoted by his leopard, tiger markings-fused silk printed gypsy-esque scarf worn over his Aztec Indian jewelry. The look in his eye, tells his investors, that he’s fearlessly forging ways forward in the current economy. Good for him! A discerning confident spirit.
He wears an old school biker leather jacket with the words L.O.S A.N.G.E.L.E.S in white leather down each black sleeve and plenty of jean jewelry chain accessories.
Beside and opposite me, Mandel an Orthodox brother studies up on the Torah on his laptop and my African-American brother, Jey Lawrence sits too. Jey’s dad researched in the Warren Beatty, Julie Christie and Goldie Hawn Hollywood-popular era of the 70′s, Jey’s family history. He mapped his families tribe back to the Southern Nile of Egypt, hence Jeys Egyptian key, eye, double spears, skin-shield tattoos. He is very Barack Obama-esque today (the contemporary inked version) and watches college football keeping up with the next generation of sporting talent. Of course being in Hollywood weird things happen all the time in good ways. My last Hollywood post was about the Key of Ramses II fused with the prophet Isaiah’s words. Then Jey sits right next to me, with a version of Ramses tattooed on his arm. His version does look like Obama’s face a bit, and we laugh about that, because it’s true.
In addition, Jey tells me that the Maori haka is a big trend in college football. Where football teams perform the haka (Maori war dance) before their football matches. What is even more awesome though is when the crowd of spectators respond and do it too. Jay says American footballers love Maori culture because it is an expression of warrior-hood and tribalness that defines community, that football represents here at community level. The Maori haka resonates with America’s belief of strong warrior communities.
I can’t argue with that. Maori culture and tino rangatiratanga (the spirit essence of the culture) is all about that. It does think of protecting everyone, and ensuring everyone remains strong warriors in community. The haka is a visual expression of this aesthetic in effect. The haka – when performed properly, is always spiritual. Jey loves it.
Jey has moved from personal fitness training to now doing hair. He says it’s way easier to manage. We talk the concept of ‘hair lockers.’ Where Jey points out the beautiful twenty-something blonde girls in the cafe and says most of these girls have weaves, or hair tracks on their scalps. I’m so dumb, I’m like “no way!”. He’s like, “yes, they all do. California is hair capitol of America.” When they get their hair done, their old hair they take off their heads and they save it. Hence all these girls have what is called a hair locker in their bedrooms at home.
I say, well, Hollywood American girls are sort of like Native American Indians, collecting hair in that scalping tradition way then. Jey says, “not a good example. But yes. You’re right. Half of Hollywood is like that.” We laugh. Servite Football team of California are Jey’s favorite college football team’s fans, he says do the Maori haka the fiercest. They’re also big on Scottish music too. Must check them out. Jey reminds me of my brother-in-laws Lou, once bro-in-law Matthew, Richard and Eddie who all play touch rugby football. Some internationally too. Jey most looks very similar to brotha Eddie who is half Maori of the Tainui Maori tribe and half Tongan of the South Pacific.
‘Don’t be a stranger,’ Jey says off to his next appointment. Dude is so Warren Beatty of Shampoo movie days in 1975 Oscar winning history, minus the attitude. We had a good conversation today, with his permission to share it with you. Yes, feel privileged.
On any given day you blog in a cafe in Los Angeles, such things go on all around you in the real Hollywood.
I love it.
Today Malia gets top billing (pictured above), with her Maori koru design aesthetic from Aotearoa-New Zealand etched into her Young Hollywood scalp. She’s all fierce, smart, beautiful like a skinnier version of Missy Elliott, the rapper; having biz meetings with a blonde guy from the U.K with a Cockney accent whose convincing Malia to sign with him as her photographer/ manager.
She is beautiful, confident, quietly resolute. As I ask to share her winning look back to the good people of Aotearoa-New Zealand where her I.D is inspired from, (and with you all) she smiles big, turns side on and says “Wurq it Mah-ree peoples of New Zeeeeeland.”
Like that. Let’s go America! :)
As a New Zealander, I am not offended that American footballers and supporters do the Maori-Kiwi haka of New Zealand. Just get on a plane every now and again and head down to NZ to see it performed live every now and again, for reals from the source of culture, okay? :)
What a fun day. I feel like I hung out at Hollywood’s version of The White House – Hollywood coffee bar today. Thankfully Aotearoa, New Zealand is so in that picture too. Fun.
[Gosh, that was perhaps the longest blog post header written ever!]
Music today is laid back mellow, as I think about Hawaiian sun, South Pacific palm trees and beautiful Aotearoa beaches, while listening to the Zac Brown Band ‘s song Toes brought to US by 5 Gum, while thinking that I’ve already done our celebrity news today in this one post.
I can imagine my Maori-Samoan cousin Eileen Taogaga grooving to this at the Helensville pub today near the Kaipara, on a mom’s friday night off in the ‘big smoke’ of Helensville as good country Kiwi folk do in any tight knit rural community, with the best green grass in the world, far across the waters on opposite sides of the Pacific Ocean of Malibu as I blog, from The City of Angels today.
~Cross cultural, living tukutuku weaving art on wood created at Melrose & Spaulding. Posted by Horiwood.Com, Hollywood California USA. 1.26.11. To everyone who contributed to this moment, thanks.~