An artist’s heart breaks… let’s read this confession together…

Come in children, come in… This confession hits close for many artists who Belong to or feel strong connections to this Land, the environment and it’s Ancestors human and non-human.

Come in my beautiful Brother, my Uncle, my Grandfather Come in Ngurran….sit with me and talk a while… Take a seat beside me and let me hold your hand. Your pain is known well by all our creatures, land, water and sky… the moon and sun watch over us while we live in an everywhen, most often without an everyhow…

My beautiful Brother, truth-teller and a messenger, it is sacred duty. I see your hands are full with the struggles and spirits of our endangered non-human Brothers, Sisters and Ancestors. I see your heart breaking under the weight of the knowledge that you must carry and the warnings you must sound.

I cannot lift the beauty or burden of your duty but only offer thee comfort. We are all products of our environment. You and I live in two worlds. My Brother you are a Son of the environment, Nature is your Mother. I can point you Home. Go Home, where journey is possible. Go Home to where you live or Home to your Belonging people. Let new ways be old ways and old be new. Become an apprentice of our Ancestors as you live in the modern world.

I share your sadness and the barbed tricks of the modern world. Forgive me my Brother, I know I do not leave you in peace and that is my failing.

Your Sister in Grief,

Sister GlitterNullius

Peter Waples-Crowe, 2020, The Contained,

2 thoughts on “An artist’s heart breaks… let’s read this confession together…

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    1. Thank you my child! The dilemma is something many artists face. Another layer is added when, it is our non-human brothers and sisters are at peril and our culture teaches us we are equal to them and responsible for them.

      Your Friend In & Out of Plastix!

      Sister GlitterNullius

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