Showing posts with label Aboriginal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aboriginal. Show all posts

Monday, 28 March 2016

William Ricketts Sanctuary & the aborigines


William Ricketts (1898- 1993) lived in a generation where Aborigines were shunned, mistreated, and enslaved. It was an era where the technologically advanced Europeans forcibly snatched and claimed the unexplored Down Under land of the Southern Hemisphere as their own under the horrifying gaze of the indigenous.

Just around 60 years before Ricketts was born, the notorious John Batman’s group arrived and struck an unbelievably lopsided deal with the aborigines, acquiring over 600,000 acres of Melbourne land in exchange for a quantity of blankets, knives, scissors and other junks that the early settlors were more than happy to dispose of. The authorities in Sydney struck down the deal subsequently, not because of the apparent unfairness of the contractual terms, but because to the colonizers, the indigenous should be paid nothing. Australia was a terra nullius, an “unoccupied land”. The presence of the indigenous prior to the arrival of the white settlors was just an unfortunate inconvenience, a fact that could be easily disregarded and would soon be forgotten under the white supremacy policy.


To the ruthless settlors, the indigenous was an ignorant bunch, an inferior population survived on primitive means of hunting and fishing without any concept of land ownership and basic rights. The white settlors came, cleared the land, depleted the natural resources, polluted the water, and hunted the indigenous.

Between 1890s and 1970s, the colonizers implemented the shocking scheme of gradually wiping out the indigenous. The aboriginal children were being forcibly removed from their families. The new generations were subject to a series of sinister brainwashing plans; they were taught to reject their indigenous heritage, to forget their traditional languages, to adopt the white culture, all under the façade of a great ideology called “assimilation”.


William Ricketts, an Anglo-Australian himself, must be a man possessed with unconventional ideals and powerful vision beyond his time. While the new settlors were engrossed in their ventures of changing the environment to adapt to the need of urban development, William Ricketts saw the rare beauty and harmonious relationship between the indigenous and the nature. He was captivated by the mysterious cultures, the complex spiritual life, and the simplicity of their livelihood.

Ricketts spent the majority of his life in the tranquil Mount Dandenong, living amongst the lush eucalyptus and the secretive tree ferns. His lack of training in sculptural skills did not hinder his determination to produce extraordinarily beautiful sculptures depicting the harmonious and peaceful scenes between the indigenous and the natural world. Ricketts worked on the project from 1934 till his death in 1993, leaving us a surreal refuge within a verdant setting with his 92 mystical ceramic sculptures.

Words can never describe the magical view meeting our eyes while we trod along the path meandering through the secretive park. Those soulful eyes and the vivid expressions of the indigenous sculptures were testament to the strong bond between the aborigines and the nature, and a powerful reminder to us of the sacredness of the land.


Opening hours:

Daily from 10 am to 4.30 pm (except Christmas Day)

Location:

Mt Dandenong Tourist Road, Mt Dandenong (around 50 to 60 minutes drive from Melbourne CBD) 

Entry is free.


Tuesday, 22 March 2016

"You’ve got Buckley’s or none"- the story of William Buckley



Buckley Ran Away from the Ship, by Tommy McRae, c1870; photograph taken from the Immigration Museum, Melbourne. The sketch was purchased by the Koorie Heritage Trust as part of a sketchbook in 1991. 

There is some magical element in this magnificent black-and-white sketch. I was totally intrigued by the strange irony of the drawing when I first laid my eyes on it: an odd white man trying to blend into the mysterious community of the aborigines.

Who was this extraordinary man experiencing such a bizarre lifestyle? Was he a forgotten “Tarzan” being left in the wildlife and adopted into the enigmatic tribe of the Australian indigenous? Or was he the adventurous Peachey Carneha in the Rudyard Kipling’s novel, the daredevil that set up his kingdom within the dangerous Kafirs community and being idolized as the omnipotent god? What had become of him in the end? Did he survive? Or did his scam get exposed, and ended being banished away, like the poor Peachey Carneha who eventually died in an asylum?

This secretive man is William Buckley, an Englishman born in year 1780.

1.         A runaway convict


Buckley was sentenced to transportation to the frightening and little known convict colony of Australia for 14 years in 1802, at the young age of 22. He was convicted of the offence of knowingly receiving a roll of stolen cloth, a crime that he protested his innocence throughout.

Buckley’s physical appearance probably did nothing to alleviate the harsh sentencing that he received. He was described as a “savage-looking”, “ungainly” and “low intelligent” man, a tall giant of possibly 6 ft 5 in height without shoes, and a face fit the image of a convict.

So the two ships of convicts arrived at Port Philip of Melbourne in 1803. Two months later, Buckley and several convicts did the astonishing stunt of prison break. Amongst the runaway convicts, some eventually returned, some were captured, and some were never heard from since then.

William Buckley, on the other hand, commenced his astounding journey with the indigenous that still left us awestruck centuries later.

2.         The reincarnated warrior


A sculpture of the aborigines by William Ricketts

Several months after his escape, Buckley encountered a group of Wathaurung women. What better luck could a man have: Buckley, having found a spear from a burial mound and used it as a walking stick, was being mistaken as the reincarnated warrior of the tribe, and was joyfully welcomed and adopted into the family of the tribe.

And so began the new life of Buckley amongst the indigenous for the next 32 years, a life of great community and disturbing realities: the peace of nature versus blood feuds, the long-panted liberty versus the horror of cannibalism.  

3.         Return to the western world


On 6 July 1835, after a stunning 32-year of escape, Buckley, dressed in kangaroo skins, took a bold step out of the bush and greeted his countrymen at the campsite of John Batman’s Port Philip Association. He was subsequently granted a pardon, regained the skills of his own language, worked temporarily as an interpreter to the indigenous, disenchanted by his new life, left for a new place and died at the age of 76.

So that is the end of the life of the Robinson Crusoe of Australia; a man that survived against all odds, the giant that will forever be associated with the favourite Australian idiom- “You’ve got Buckley’s or none”, which means “You’ve got no chance or none”. Yet the irony is, Buckley survived splendidly and left a legacy of hope, despite the prediction of “no chance”.