As lock down continues and we live through this extraordinary time I thought to put up dancing couples around a May Pole as a colorful antidote to the state of the world. Yes I know May and Calan Mai has passed but then I thought to have the word peace in all the different languages of the couples. These are the people who gathered to live in Splott from all parts of the world. On the left starting from nearest the door we have Somalia, East Africa, Scotland, Ireland then on the other side we have Wales, Poland, India, Brittany and Syria. Just a hint at all the communities that live side by side.
So I do believe Splott now has its own Wall of Peace. I hope it will inspire us all to make a better world when we are able to emerge out of our isolated lock down state.
My dear friend and beautiful inspirational musician, teacher and many other things Eugene Skeef has been writing poems in response to the place we find ourselves today. This is a poem he wrote just a few days ago. After my wall of instruction I wanted a wall of love to balance the fear with hope and sustenance. I am sure many more of Eugene’s poems will find their way to the wall. Enjoy ! Thank you Eugene from the bottom of my heart. Sianed
On the one side we have love on the other side we have some very serious and specific rules to follow to keep ourselves, our loved ones and everybody else in the world safe. Please be careful in these extraordinary times.
In the middle we have the Queen of Splott creating havoc and mischief as always.
Sending love and healing energies
Storm Ciara passed and the sun came out for just enough time to paint this. Thank you Joanna Bond for posting this quote on my facebook feed. I had been looking for a while for something that felt right for the new year. Accidentally put up on Valentines day !
The autumn is drawing in and our memories of long hot sunny days receeding. I hope these characters will cheer you as you walk past moving into winter times.
The Queen of Splott has now been joined by Barclodiad y Gawres. (translates as The Apron of the Giantess ) A story of a flying giantess flinging boulders from her apron to form mountains, valleys and cromlechs. After singing the poem in a beautiful place in France with Tinc y Tannau I wanted to keep the magic of the memory alive for a little bit longer. (A translation of the poem will appear soon.)
She heralded in the new year and here she’s being very loud and noisy welcoming in the summer. Say hello to the Queen of Splott.