The Gwasha ( path )

I found this near  the Chewore River - its the end of a branch that was overhanging a path , at about chest  height . The branch itself - was part of a combretun jesse thicket , next to the path , a path obviously frequented for generations by Buffalo , Elephant , and maybe even Rhino.

It is incredible how the tip of this branch has been worn down over the years , just from rubbing against the hide of these animals as they walked to and from the spring 100m away . 

Colours 

It was only when I started painting I really started to "see "Most of our lives we just accept things as they are , we look , but we dont really see !.

Its only in the wild where I  can truly hear , hear the silence , and the reality , perhaps we are scared of silence - we seem to be ! TVs , phones , music seem to rule our lives , but in the silence we really hear , we hear our inner selves , our truth , our instinct

This Photo was taken at Chikwenya recently, a very special place- actually taken looking west from near a very special Albida  tree , know to some as Fin's tree . 

The Water Dikkop (BurhinusVermiculatus )were starting to call , that bright yet mournful sound so synonymous with the river  Sitting there was magnificent , as the last lights of the sinking sun lowered below the mountains ,in Zambia

Belly Scratcher 

This is fascinating to me , it is the root of the jackal berry ( Diospyros  Mespiliformis ) - that has grown out of a  bank along the Sapi river , Zambezi Valley  -its  in a convenient place for elephants to use as a belly scratcher  . From the many years of rubbing against the hide of these animals the bark has been completely worn off and the beautiful grain of the wood can be clearly seen .To the fingers the wood is smooth , like some piece of work a carpenter has worked on for many hours -.but there is more ....Imagine if Trees could talk to us , tell us what they have seen ? 

Fascinating ..........

" Pa dare "

“Pa dare”

I have called this painting “Pa dare” (pronounced Pa dari) - this literally translates from Shona as

The Place of meeting

however, used in context, it means

The Place of Meeting for Respectful Gentleman

The reason for this name is clear as the picture is centered on the Muuyu –  as seen from the East–directly opposite over the river on the Chewore north side.

The tree is our meeting place, where we meet annually with “our brother”.  The meeting is not a noisy affair – it is quiet and respectful, where we remember and, as we watch the movie that is our minds, we see life for what it is - beautiful and unpredictable.

The Elephant beside the tree is leaving to join others who are feeding close by that have left the shade of this great tree  - just as we do when we leave this life to join others that have left before us.

There are few things that depict Africa as well as the Baobab! They have an aura around them that is almost inexplicable. Great scars that adorn their massive trunks like medals won in some far off campaign - create the character that we feel – when we stare up their majestic presence!

They are quintessential to Africa, and it is fitting that one of them is our meeting place!

Below the sun sets on another meeting place – a pan, like so many of those magnificent sites that we have had the pleasure of visiting – it symbolizes the peace and synergies of nature in an otherwise seemingly harsh environment.

Symbolically the elephant and the baboon represent two things – firstly our trek into the meeting place (I am the elephant by the way!) and secondly they have been the subject of many hours of thought and discussions around the many camp fires that we have shared in the Zambezi Valley

The wild dog  the hunters – predators –  us perhaps? – also looking into “Pa dare“, because as we well know – we also meet there!

As we have so often said– Life is short – live it, feast on it, smell the roses!

Will Maberly 2012

Spirits of The Valley

Spirits of The Valley

Perhaps it is the prospect of life that means the most ,the possibility that we have  the next twenty four hours ? Sooner or later we learn there are no guaranties of life in this form however such is our obsession with the future that we are seldom living in the  present living our lives in an imagery of a better place , a better life style –

Is it that prospect that is actually the thrill to life ? They say it’s the hunt that is the thrill – not the actual killing ! or perhaps we just subconsciously work on the fact that we are in fact timeless ?

Life however is something we build each day at a time , like a painting , each brushstroke is an experience we live with  , these brush strokes are the wisdom we grow in !

Time is nothing but a measurement that we use  as a way of shortening our lives and putting limits to it – yes that’s time we live by it – we plan by it – and we box everything up in to it – and yet in the face of Nature and its immeasurable majesty , we are humbled

As the sun slips toward the horizon these old trees Like sentry’s , watch and monitor all life around them – quietly living each moment as it is .Their trunks anointed with markings and messages from generations of elephants , they are the notice boards in the thick Zambezi Valley Jesse .

There is an aura that exists even to us insensitive humans when in the shade of these great trees  – it has a healing ability to the mind – slowing the pace we exist at and above all giving us perspective !.

This painting has been modeled on three trees , some where deep in The Zambezi valley , hidden away in the jesse , they have been meeting place for the great grey Giants for centuries .Set in the hazy afternoon sun ,elephant dung- scattered around the trees  – creating an atmosphere of its own .The aroma of the dust and sweat creates an ambiance – so typically Africa!

These are the spirits of the valley  !

Will Maberly 2011 

Poetry in Motion

 

As the low light caresses the trees and the shadows begin to relax into the dusk, it starts to feel like the scorched beauty of the Africa sighs  with relief after spending another day gasping in the sweltering, merciless midday heat.

 This picture shows three elephants moving off in almost perfect formation to have a dust bath after a refreshing drink at Ngweshla pan , and then on into the teak forests and amongst the Camel thorns  constantly searching for food in the cooler temperature

These pans have provided life for countless generations of elephants over the years. They beckon as a meeting place for these contemplative giants. Compacted earth and the soft carpet of dung around the pans create an aura nothing less than spiritual, a place where worship can only be soulful.

This is Africa!  A harsh paradise of natural beauty ,where the majestic elephants and their natural environment have become the subjects of myth. Their legends swirl through Africa, floating through the imaginations of generations, weaving a tapestry of Africa that fits snugly over the shoulders of those who stop to contemplate.  The heat, the dust, the different aromas of memories of elephants and the sound of the wind gently soothing the aged branches of the trees  - these will stay with me forever.

 This image , a snapshot of life which portrays a silence and a gentle purpose to life , that we as a species have now in most cases lost in our rush to material wealth.

Of the many thousands of photographs I have taken , this is one of the successes – it says so much , in such a quiet way , and it is so typical of this wonderful Africa !

We are truly wealthy in a way that most of the world will never know , Our wealth is the wild and its example to us - unlike great chests of gold sovereigns that eventually end  , our wealth will always be here , we just have to recognize it  in that little space of time we have  here  , because once you have - your soul will change for ever

Just been in the great Zambezi Valley ....... again !!! fantastic as always , we have to preserve -its up to us now