Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Whole Body Thinking



Destemido and Sedutor



There is something about where I live that makes me feel less than human.
There is something about where I live that makes me not mind that feeling.
There is something about where I live that makes feeling less than human seem like more.

What I know about being "human" has been culture-shaped by the circumstances of my birth
And the "human superiority" world view of the people I have been raised among.
Where I live has taught me that what I know about being human has limited me as an experiential being.

Here in the wilderness, among the horses and the wind and the throbbing gnosis of the landscape,
What humans think of what it means to be human is of little interest.
So I set it aside, quite easily...


Altamiro

Fascination comes from sensing no separation between that which sees through my eyes
And that which sees through the eyes of Altamiro,
And that which sees through air breathed in and breathed out,
And that which sees through the sensations of cold air up warm nostrils.

Esperanda

Where I live one realizes thought comes with the entire body -
Whole body thinking.
Whole body thinking makes the brain subordinate.
Whole body taking in and giving out information,
Whole body making determinations of what action - or inaction is appropriate in the moment.

Where I live there is never a sense of boredom!
Where I live there is endless creativity,
Even (especially!) among the wandering grasses.

What a delight to be part of such poetry!


Fading and Ousado


"Other animals, in a constant and mostly unmediated relation with their sensory surroundings, think with the whole of their bodies.  A nuanced creativity is necessary to orient and forage in a world of ever-changing forces.  Equipped with proclivities and patterned behaviours genetically inherited from its ancestors, each wild creature must nonetheless adapt such propensities to the elemental particulars of the place and moment where it finds itself--from an unexpected absence of water in the usual watering hole, to a sudden abundance of its favourite food.  No matter how precise are the instructions tucked into its chromosomes, they can hardly have encoded, in advance, the exact topology of the present moment.  And hence a modicum of creative engagement in its immediate circumstance is simply unavoidable for any organism that moves (whether an elephant or an amoeba)."  --David Abram from BECOMING ANIMAL/An Earthly Cosmology

Friday, December 1, 2017

Ravenseyrie Mares in Autumn




Zorita (Portuguese Sorraia x Sulphur Mustang) and Esperanda (Portuguese Sorraia x Kiger Mustang)
 

This is the fourth autumn the Ravenseyrie mares will be experiencing down on the Twinravens range in Tehkummah, southeasterly Manitoulin Island.  Do they miss living up on the East Bluff of Gore Bay were Kevin and I and the bachelor band of Sorraias continue to dwell?  We certainly miss them and treasure those days when our conservation efforts included having an intact family band of wild horses showcasing their amazing equine culture day in and day out.  Unfortunately we learned 360 acres is not enough space (both physically and psychologically) for more than one wild living family band of equines.  Perhaps in the future there will come to be a large tract of land somewhere on the island or elsewhere in Canada where the males and females can live together in complete autonomy like what occurs on Sable Island.  For now, we must be content with knowing we continue to safeguard these horses in non-breeding groups.  


Pinoteia (Portuguese Sorraia x Spanish Mustang)

I continue to reserve my precious Mondays off from work to make the hour's drive down to Tehkummah and visit with Bella and Belina and Zorita and Fada and Pinoteia and Esperanda and Altavida and Rija.  It makes my heart sing to see them in such good form and in an environment that is able to naturally sustain them most of the year.  Being on a limited range, however, they do need hay supplemented to assist them in surviving the harsh winters Manitoulin Island experiences.  In early autumn local farmer, Larry Cress, drops off large round bales of dried summer in the front sector of their range, while Kevin and I stock the mares' forest shelter sector with large round bales we bring from home.  

Until the landscape is deeply locked in with snow, the mares prefer to dine upon what their range offers them naturally.  In the photo below, Rija purposefully selects dried thistle stalks...a delectable treat, or for medicinal purposes...she did not say which!  (see her eating these prickly plants in the YouTube video link below)    

Rija (Portuguese Sorraia x Spanish Mustang)

The mares coming up from the back range for treats and a visit.

Rija (Portuguese Sorraia x Spanish Mustang)

Rija tells Akina to skedaddle.

Our Majestic Mares!  How much a part of the landscape they are!



In this video, back at home, our purebred Portuguese Sorraia, Altamiro and one of his sons come up to say hello.  How different their lives are without the presence of the mares...I am sure they miss them being on the home range as much as I do.





Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Bicycle Commuting on Manitoulin Island




On the East Bluff viewing the West Bluff
Gore Bay, Manitoulin Island, Ontario, Canada


My husband and I have been living on Manitoulin Island for twelve years now.  For us, creating a life here with a rather limited income (Statistics Canada categorizes us as "below the poverty line") necessitated quite a number of lifestyle changes and a dedication to minimizing expenditures.  We have no regrets!  We happily made a shift in what "wealth" means and feel incredibly rich to dwell in a very humble home with its million dollar views.

A million dollar view at Ravenseyrie on top of the bluff

A million dollar view at Ravenseyrie at beach level

One of the ways that we have done well at saving money is shortly after I opened my studio and art gallery we purchased a bicycle for me to commute to work upon.

Biria Easy Boarding e-bike above the clouds overlooking the
bay on a gorgeous day for bicycle commuting on Manitoulin Island.

An exceptional view of your author's commute



MapQuest detailing of your author's commute



We live up on the East Bluff and my gallery is down on the waterfront, near the marina in the village of Gore Bay, an 11 kilometre trip one way with some appreciable hills.  This, coupled with my not at all being a "super-fit athlete in spandex" had us choose an early model Biria Easy Boarding bicycle (3 speed with coast brakes) from JV Bikes in Vancouver (via their online store).  This particular model had been wonderfully outfitted with an electric motor in the front wheel.  We call the bicycle, The Black Mare.

 "The Black Mare"

The Black Mare is an "electric assist" bicycle which means that it does require pedalling (it is not like a motorized scooter) and I do feel my muscles straining in a good way when going into the wind and up the hills even with the assistance of my wonderful electric motor.   Nevertheless, this "e-bike" makes it possible for me to make the commute in around 35 minutes and arrive at my destination without being a wilted, sweaty mess.  I love the combination of physical exertion and ease of use!  

I ride "The Black Mare" to work most every day, unless the weather is particularly inclement.  I am exposed to rarified air and exhilarating scenes.  I don't stop and take photos often as I typically am wanting to get to work earlier than later, but sometimes the scenes are so compelling I absolutely have to pull over and get out my iPad to capture the headiness of the experience.

Bicycle commuting prior to spring break up.  A view of
the bay from the East Bluff Lookout.
A view of my destination - the Harbour Centre -
from the East Bluff Lookout on an early spring bicycle commute.
My commute along Scotland Road is filled with fragrances and sounds as well as delightful sights.  Wood duff, Spring Peepers, sun-touched bog water, Bobolink chortlings, Apple blossom perfume, the dashing of shy deer, magnified-vibratory-prehistoric-croakings of the Sandhill Cranes, the tang of the inland ocean and the ever present Ravens, to name just a few!

Often the Ravens vocalize as they pass over me "flying" on "The Black Mare"


Here are two video clips rom this past summer.  It is so incredibly heady to see the storms off in the distance and to hope that I make it home before those rain clouds pummel the bluff!  These are short clips, but may take a minute or so to load.  Once loaded click to view it full screen if you can - it is the best way to feel like you are standing beside me looking at these wonderful scenes!







Sometimes, others have done the photographing of my commuting experience.

Just round the curve at McDougall's Point
photo by "Sharon"

Bicycle commuting on Manitoulin Island,
photo by "Sharon"
So long for now!
photo by "Sharon"


Leaving for work, photo by Kevin Droski

Out the drive on a frosty morn,
photo by Kevin Droski

See you later!
photo by Kevin Droski


Sometimes the spectacular scenes I experience while on my commute inspire me to capture them in watercolours as well as with the camera.  This particular scene made for a nice large painting which I also used for one of my fine art notecards.

Scotland Road at McDougall's point
Scotland Road - Almost Home
Original Watercolour by Lynne Gerard
Fine art greeting card, from the original watercolour
by Lynne Gerard
I wrote a wee poem especially inspired by this particular scene from my commute home on "The Black Mare".  It reads:

Fear finds no place to linger when
your heart is devoted to Love and Beauty.

Look for a road that inspires you,
then boldly follow it.
                               --L.Gerard

Back of fine art greeting card by Lynne Gerard
Along the route, there are two sponsored observation sites frequented by tourists and favoured by photographers.  One is the Hindman Trail Lookout and the other is the Harold Noble Lookout site.  Last year the Town of Gore Bay and Randy Noble created the Noble Nature Trail which is a fabulous hike route that provides lovely views from the top of the bluff down to the bottom.  Kevin and I walked it earlier this autumn and were wonderfully impressed with the all of it.


Noble Nature Trail
Gore Bay

Spectacular view on the Noble Nature Trail
Gore Bay
One of several resting spots on the Noble Nature Trail
Gore Bay


Good signage on the Noble Nature Trail
Gore Bay

Looking northwest from the Noble Nature Trail
Gore Bay

Looking at Gore Bay from the Noble Nature Trail



   Once down at the destination, the fabulous Gore Bay Harbour Centre, my creative work day begins.
The Gore Bay Harbour Centre

My studio and gallery are on the backside of the building, facing the water.

The Gore Bay Harbour Centre, lakeside

Most days, some of my feathered friends are on hand to greet me.

Lynne Gerard arriving to work on "The Black Mare"
photo by Helen Siksek

Stevie, the Crow

Travis, the Gull


Travis and Stevie and the wonderful view of the bay and the North Channel


Gorgeous light outlining the East Bluff from the vantage
point of my studio balcony



And now it is just about quittin' time here at work.  There have been flurries on and off.  I have to layer up my woollens and get myself heading on back up the bluff.  I have a special island farmer who will be waiting for me.  The gate will be open and after I pedal on though, he will take "The Black Mare" and put her in her "stable".  If the weather isn't too nasty tomorrow, I will make the commute again!