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This is the real secret of life — to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realise it is play. The only thing that is ultimately real about your journey is the step that you are taking at this moment. That’s all there ever is. I’m here to tell you that the path to peace is right there, when you want to get away. When you are present, you can allow the mind to be as it is without getting entangled in it. If you miss the present moment, you miss your appointment with life. That is very serious!

Thursday, July 9, 2009

The legend of Shaka's Rock

"The essence of drawing is the line exploring space."
~ Andy Goldsworthy

"Shaka's Rock" - watercolour on Visual 110gsm watercolour paper - Maree©

Ballito, which is on the North Coast of KwaZulu Natal, South Africa, has stunning white beaches, but also something I like - lots of rocks! This painting depicts Thompsons's Bay Beach, where there is a huge cluster of rocks called Shaka's Rock.

The legend goes that King Shaka, leader of the Zulu nation in South Africa in the 1800's, would punish criminal offenders in his clan by throwing them from the highest rocks into the sea to their death.

Ridiculed as a bastard child, few believed that the young Shaka Zulu would have much of a future. But despite his difficult childhood, Shaka not only became a legendary leader of the Zulu people, but his ingenious military tactics and inventions in weaponry are credited in some ways with preserving Zulu heritage.

Shaka’s childhood can only be described as miserable. He was born to a high-ranking chieftain named Senzangakona, but his mother Nandi was an orphan from a nearby ethnic clan known as the Langeni. Unfortunately, Nandi gave birth to Shaka out of wedlock. The stigmatism of a bastard child might not have persisted if the relationship between Shaka’s parents had not dissolved. Scorned by Senzangakona’s clan, Nandi returned to her family home with young Shaka. The Langeni did not receive their wayward member warmly, and Nandi and Shaka were forced into exile.

While growing up, Shaka was continually the butt of cruel jokes and pranks due to his familial circumstances. This constant badgering over the course of several years had embittered Shaka. So, when Chief Dingiswayo of the Mthelthwa summoned him for military duty, Shaka soon found an outlet for his anger.

Shaka quickly proved himself to be a capable soldier. He excelled in all his military manoeuvres and showed a talent for leading the troops. Shaka’s talent was so distinguished that upon the death of Shaka’s father, Chief Dingiswayo named Shaka to replace his father as chief of the Zulu. Shaka immediately tasked himself with reorganizing the Zulu fighting forces. Shaka instituted new tactical manoeuvres that outsmarted an enemy accustomed to traditional tribal warfare. He also introduced a new short dagger called the assegai. Traditional warfare dictated that opposing clans would throw long spears at each other before running in the opposite direction. The clan with the most men still living declared victory. Shaka found such tactics to be acts of cowardice. His new assegai forced his men to approach the enemy face to face before stabbing him to his death.

To keep his military ranks at optimum levels, Shaka began to absorb and assimilate the enemy after victory. After conquering a village, all living adult males in good health were forced into military service. Shaka demanded absolute obedience of his men and would not tolerate any weakness or cowardice. Any disobedience was immediately punishable by death.

And Shaka never hesitated to kill. The first villages he attacked with his Zulu forces were those of the Langeni. In retaliation for the cruel treatment of him and his mother, Shaka killed every woman and child before burning the villages to the ground. For ten years, Shaka’s Zulu fighters conquered village after village with the same intensity. Shaka’s Zulu tribe became the most powerful kingdom in all of 19th century southern Africa.

The only known drawing of Shaka—standing with the long throwing assegai and the heavy shield in 1824, four years before his death

But the more victories Shaka earned, the more deranged he became. Afraid any offspring would threaten his power, Shaka never took any wives. Given his obsession with his mother, Nandi, scholars believe he never had sexual relations with any woman. When Shaka’s mother was dying, he was in such grief that he ordered several men to be executed. Such chaos ensued that several thousand men eventually died. Upon his mother’s death, Shaka then ordered his Zulu clan into mourning. During this period, Shaka prohibited anyone from working in the fields, resulting in mass starvation among the Zulu.

Shaka’s policies as leader of the Zulu have simultaneously caused both destruction and preservation. His thirst for blood and endless battles resulted in massive migrations of tribes as far north as modern-day Tanzania who sought to avoid confrontation with his Zulu. His post-victory assimilation techniques led to the destruction of the identity of many unique southern African ethnic groups. Consumed with a desire to conquer, Shaka never fostered stability. Upon his death, ethnic warfare ensued as his assimilated Zulus began to splinter.


But Shaka is also credited with protecting southern African heritage from the Europeans. In 1824 the first Europeans visited Shaka. During this meeting, Shaka was maliciously stabbed by one of his own Zulu. The Europeans treated Shaka and instantly earned his devoted respect. Although Shaka did sign over land to the Europeans, he reportedly was unaware that he had agreed to any permanent deal. Ironically, the Europeans agreed to help Shaka continue his wars of dominance, but Shaka’s success only fuelled the European’s fear of him as a brutal warrior.

Today Shaka is revered as the leader who gave birth to the fighting spirit of the Zulu, allowing them to persevere amid European domination of their homeland. The memory of Shaka even lives on in countryside where he waged his battles. Jeff Guy, Head of the Department of History at the University of Natal in Durban, South Africa, notes that many prominent rock outcroppings are associated with Shaka Zulu. The Great Cave Rock on the south side of Durban Bay is one example. According to Guy, a Nongoma magistrate heard a story that Shaka would march his troops down to the Bay and force them to fight against the crashing waves. Shaka would watch the rigorous exercise from his perch on the Great Cave Rock. Apparently Shaka perched on various rocks quite frequently to watch his troops train.

After his mother’s death and the subsequent starvation, it was clear to the Zulu that Shaka had lost touch with reality. In 1828, Shaka’s half-brothers stabbed him to death. Legend has it that they threw his body into a cooking pot and left him for the vultures.

Sources: Afro-American Almanac at www.toptags.com/aama/bio/men/shaka.htm, South Africa Online Travel Guide at www.southafrica-travel.net/history/eh-zulu.htm, http://campus.northpark.edu/history/WebChron/Africa/ShakaZulu.html, “A Propensity for Sitting on Stones” by Jeff Guy at www.harford-hwp.com/archives/37/023.html


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Sunday, July 5, 2009

Trees - Pencil Sketch for Tree Challenge

Artists who seek perfection in everything are those who cannot attain it in anything.
Gustave Flaubert

"Old Bluegum Tree" - pencil sketch on Bockingford 300gsm watercolour paper - Maree©

Another entry for the Tree Challenge on Vivien's blog - An old Blue gum tree on our smallholding, ravaged by lightning and fire.

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Friday, May 15, 2009

Birthday portrait 2009!

The portrait is one of the most curious art forms. It demands special qualities in the artist, and an almost total kinship with the model.
- Henri Matisse

It's my birthday today! Something I saw on Arty Velarde's site, she does a birthday rhyme every year. I've decided to also do this, if Arty doesn't mind, so here goes :


At 63, I am free to be ME!

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Thursday, May 7, 2009

Rock Challenge : SEASCAPE

"Creative people, however, need to be stimulated,
inspired, nudged, cross-pollinated, and occasionally
kicked in the ass. Art both entertains and inspires
at the same time."

A daily practice of sketching and painting gives you a chance to exercise the big three P's - practice, practice, practice!

"Seascape" watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm watercolour paper - Maree

Taking your time with a painting can be highly rewarding. As I worked on this seascape, I stepped out of the room frequently and often got up to have a drink of water or make myself a cup of coffee. Returning to the painting gives you a fresh perspective and a new way of looking at it. I did this painting over the weekend, leaving it half finished on Saturday afternoon to visit some friends, finishing it off on Sunday afternoon after lunch.

Jeanette of Illustrated Life has a rock challenge starting up running until the 4th August 2009. This is one of my entries.

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Sunday, May 3, 2009

Falcons

"The creative is the place where no one else has ever been. You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover is yourself."

A daily practice of sketching and painting gives you a chance to exercise the big three P's - practice, practice, practice!

"Falcons" in Moleskine Sketch-book - Maree©
Published on 'SkineArt'


As the pages on the right-hand side of my sketch-book started filling up, I've resorted to the left-hand side, and as I was sketching this Falcon last night, I noticed the detail on the right was done exactly a year ago.

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Monday, April 27, 2009

A Sketch-a-Day


"Country Creek" watercolour - Maree©

I've decided to start doing a daily sketch and painting exercise again, which is something I used to do but due to, dare I say it, life that happens! I fell out of the habit. Daily sketching and painting gives you a chance to exercise the big three P's - practice, practice, practice!

I did this watercolour on Bockingford acid-free, 72lb (150g/m²) watercolour paper as part of my quest to try and do a painting or sketch-a-day.

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Saturday, November 1, 2008

Along the Oxford Canal 1989


W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm
An old bridge over a stream in Oxfordshire, UK

Way back in 1989 I undertook a trip to England to visit my parents-in-law and on one of our trips to Oxfordshire (the old people dragged me all over the country, proudly showing off all the wonderful sites!), I painted this quiet scene while we had a picnic lunch next to the Oxford Canal.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

A 1989 landscape

Watercolour in a 200gsm sketchbook

After I got married in 1970, not much art was happening in my life. Newly married, a baby to tend to and a house we were building seemed to take up all of my precious time. I did do the odd sketch here and there, but in the late 80's, after my daughter had flown the coop, I sort of got back into painting again, often taking my sketchbook with me on one of my weekly walks and just taking in the scene around me. This one was done at a dam not far from our property.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Welcome to my art blog!

I've taken the plunge and decided to post my art on line. I've been sketching and painting since early childhood and it is something that has been part of my life forever, it seems. So this will be a record of my journey through the art world.


It's only fitting that I start with a sketch I did in 1955 at the age of 11, one of the few that I've managed to keep over the years. During my many moves and travels as a young adult, I managed to lose all my childhood journals, all my silver and gold diplomas I received at art shows and all the rest of my art work. So this one as a bit special to me, and you will excuse me for boring you with such a bland first entry!