RECOVERY EXHIBITION
Chia Moan, Jane Ulman
Chia Moan
“Living in the Blue Mountains of NSW, I spend a lot of time in the bush looking and listening, drawing, painting, and trying to understand the power and complexity of this ancient and spectacular country.
Through the Blue Mountains World Heritage Institute’s citizen science program I have become involved in eco-monitoring. I feel so lucky to live here and to walk alongside the many people who are involved in caring for and monitoring the land and it’s flora and fauna. BMWHI, Blue Mountains City Council, many science bodies, academics, conservationists, dedicated individuals, seek to do this important auditing, to measure the life and the loss and the changes. This is precise, practical and tender work in which I am privileged to play a small part.”
Chia Moan is a visual artist with a diverse practice including drawing, painting, printing, photography and writing. She has exhibited widely, including exhibitions at the Blue Mountains Heritage Centre, the Women on Screens Exhibition, Hackney Museum, London E8, The Performance Space and the Blue Mountains Portrait Exhibition. She holds a Bachelor of Arts, Political Science and Fine Arts, University of British Columbia, Vancouver, BC and studied drawing with B.C. Binning and screenprinting with Tony Onley, at the University of British Columbia. She worked as communications manager with the CSIRO, Division of Applied Physics and a lecturer at UTS. She has held the position of Senior Journalist, Newspaper Guild of America and is a Certified Iyengar Yoga teacher.
Jane Ulman
Jane Ulman is a freelance audio program maker and sound artist, with many years of experience recording wildlife, environments & voices across Australia and elsewhere. Along the way, she created a documentary archive and produced audio cds, collaborating with visual artists and performers on installations, film soundtracks, theatre pieces.
Formerly with the ABC, she produced audio arts programs – poetry, drama, documentary, music, soundscapes, acoustic art, hybrid works. More often than not, productions were created with performers, artists and sound designers, nearly always with world class sound engineers, her ABC colleagues.
Among her installations/collaborations are: works on Cockatoo Island, The Rocks, Sydney The Museum of Beijing & The Museum of Melbourne (Trepang with Marcia Langton, Johnny Bulun Bulun & Zhou Xioping) Object Gallery, The Sherman Foundation, The Museum of Contemporary Art, Sydney & Habitat a permanent installation at Darling Harbour (all with artist Janet Laurence), Sculpture by the sea ,Les St Hill and the Tin Canoe with John Blay & Amanda Stuart.
Teaching was an enlightening, reciprocal experience and involved courses in Writing for Sound, Creative writing, Culture & Sound at The University of Technology Sydney, The University of Wollongong and Varuna Writers’ Centre. Audio work has been rewarded with success on a number of occasions including these international prizes: 5 Prix Italia awards in the categories of fiction, documentary and music; 4 Prix Marulic awards for documentary; 2 New York Radio awards, one fiction, one documentary.
Jane’s documentary projects have led to meetings and friendships with country people, scientists, artists, Aboriginal teachers and elders and bush loving adventurers who’ve been informed guides and careful companions. Recording in the unbuilt environment is a plunge into deep listening and connection with the land and its life. For Jane it’s a privilege to have the chance to do this both for work and pure pleasure.
Joining local ecological monitors has been a revelation. Fellow citizen scientists are generous in sharing diverse specialist knowledge and experience. This is exciting, inspiring and has given Jane a hunger to learn more, to find the best ways to understand and care for what we love and respect.
Imagine
That we treat these fires
Seriously:
We have a national day
Of mourning
Dedicated to the lives lost
The habitat vanished.
The devastation wrought on every life form by the fires was the impetus for the original concept of this project, Ritual for Nature: In memoriam – a soundscape with clouds.
We imagined an acoustic journey through the sounds of this experience, while sitting in a cloudscape, followed by a ritual. The ritual would involve a physical connection with nature, each person holding an artefact from nature and one by one placing it as a piece in a large pattern.
Reality
After the fires, came flooding, then Covid 19 and everything came to a screeching halt. When we needed to come together we were driven apart. In terms of the Recovery project we had to put everything on line.
We struggled with how we might adapt our concept. Obviously, on line would not allow the physical presence and tactile connection we had imagined. The low-lying cloud machine had to go! Neither would it encompass the nuance and depth of sound experience envisaged. What was to have been a spacious, sound-driven experience became a documentary composition, encompassing the thoughts and concerns expressed by citizen scientists and artists.
Could the elements of a shared space, an impactful tactile, physical ritual be created online? We tried a Zoom version, with the members of the Recovery project. The sound was poor quality and the focus on presenting artefacts was distracting.
Still, there was a certain power in the process. It was moving to see the hands of the eco scientists and artists holding their chosen artefacts from the natural world: be it feather, rock, stick, burnt leaf or seed. Knowing that these same people volunteer their time to eco-monitoring and bush care, doing tender, precise work to preserve and protect this environment. The actual hands on aspect became representations of hands on.
Eventually we decided to do a video in two parts with a focus on sound in the first part and a focus on vision in the second part. We let go of In Memoriam and it became Duty of Care: Part I, Unnatural Causes and Duty of Care: Part II, Hands On. We hope that there is an element of participation as you listen and watch.
Duty of care, Part I: unnatural causes
Duty of care, Part II: hands on
CREDITS
DUTY OF CARE, PART I: Unnatural Causes – a soundscape with voices
PRODUCTION, SOUND DESIGN, FIELD RECORDINGS – JANE ULMAN
ORIGINAL CONCEPT & COLLABORATION - CHIA MOAN
VIDEO PRODUCTION - JUSTIN MORRISSEY
VOICES
Writer and naturalist - JOHN BLAY
With some thoughts from citizen Scientists – LEONA KIERAN, CHIA MOAN, BROOKLYN SULAEMAN
In the field – Birdwatcher and photographer, JOHN FRENCH, wildlife artist and conservationist FIONA LUMSDEN and citizen scientists KEITH BRISTER, LEONA KIERAN, MONICA NUGENT, PAUL VALE
READINGS
thoughtful words from JUSTIN MORRISSEY, BROOKLYN SULAEMAN, FREEDOM WILSON & CHERYLE YIN LO spoken by -
ELLA COLLEY, JACK COLLEY, JESSICA DOUGLAS-HENRY, RUSSELL STAPLETON, JANE ULMAN
THANKS
to BILL DIXON & PAUL VALE for sharing their specialist knowledge & experience
RUSSELL STAPLETON and PHILLIP ULMAN for special sounds
MICHAEL ATHERTON for his waterphone glissando
WILL FARRELL for Technical assistance
and to PAUL BROWN, JUSTIN MORRISSEY, KATE REID & SARAH TERKES for advice, encouragement and support
“To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.”
— William Blake Auguries of Innocence
“I seek to engage both the living, warm-blooded beings whose lives are threatened, and the excruciatingly dynamic deathscape that is surrounding them/us.”
— Deborah Bird Rose
Message to the scribbly gum
Pearly white skin
Creased in places like a human elbow or knee
Etched with messages from the busy moth grubs
Ogmograptis scribula
“the wavy writing scribe”
Tunnels between the layers of bark
Leaving work that it is widely read,
If not understood.
I lay my cheek against the smooth
Bark and wrap my arms around its girth
And listen for the voice of both
Tree and grub
Grub and tree
Unconcerned by pandemics
Reminding me to connect
In whatever way I can
I am writing back to you
In my own wavy hand.
Chia Moan September 2021
“This poem came out of days and days over years of sitting in the Megalong Valley making images. Even though I was working visually it was a multi-dimensional experience, a wholistic surrender to the sounds, smells, wind, moisture, and heat that went into every image.”
- Chia Moan
Plein air lament
The bush is messy.
Distressing, hard
to draw
to paint, to integrate
scrappy and complicated
dappled and cross-stitched
the eye gets lost
jumping between twiggy reflections
and tangled ferns
Stuck, I put down my brush
pause, attending
listening
Close by
rushing shushing
rattling the shallow stones
water wraps gurgling arms
around
two great rocks
Downstream
mini-rapids muttering
uttering stammering
become small falls of water
dissolve murmuring
into pools
Across the creek
the rum-tum-tiddle-tum-ti
of busy magpie chatter as she
effortlessly tosses off
a melody
or three
In the crosshatchings
of sticks and scrub
elegant curlicue of tail feathers
the voice of the lyrebird,
never to be trusted
but always superb
At my feet
a long-necked turtle
emerges from the small pool
freezes
all senses on alert
I hold my breath
Overhead
lone
ooh ooh ooh ooh
rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat
rises up to a lingering chortle,
a vibrato of hilarity
Joined by a gang of
raucous choristers
heads thrown back
to a full-throttle, whole group
crack-up,
you have to smile
They seem
amused and tolerant
magnanimous
but I suspect
they really don’t care
about art
My hand starts to move
across the paper
making marks sweeping and crackling
spackling and weeping
dipping and swooping
rat-a-tat-tat and wardle-oodle-oohing
jamming in the brassy
ragtime of the bush.