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Thursday, February 28, 2013
Photograph: Nicholas Walton-Healey
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My name is Patrick Jones. I live and labour on Djaara peoples' country. Dja Dja Wurrung is the first language of this land. I acknowledge the six Djaara seasons and pay homage to the regenerative economies upon which Djaara living culture sits. The spirit and logic of which my household draws upon in our everyday productions and lifeways while simultaneously drawing upon our own indigenous peoples through story and the ancestral plants, animals, microbes, mushrooms and uncapitalised medicines that have also emplaced on this country. We recognise the system of racism that terra nullius continues to instil in the dominant culture, and recognise that as people of many diverse white cultures we still hold cultural blinders that our historical trauma sits within and (now) our privilege stands upon.
Here are some of my books. The bottom two can be purchased from me direct, however if you're moving to a non-monetary economy I'll post you one in exchange for a gift of your making. Please feel free to suggest an exchange by emailing me (click above 'Contact me' tab).
A new chapbook of mostly Australian poetry, Wandering through the Universal Archive, has just appeared online curated by poet Fiona Hile. This anthology centres on collaboration and includes poets Michael Farrell, Oscar Schwartz, Amaranth Borsuk, Brad Bouse, Toby Fitch, Kate Middleton, Pam Brown, Maged Zaher, John Kinsella, Justin Clemens, Charles Bernstein, Richard Tuttle, Jessica Wilkinson, Simon Charles, Timothy Yu, Ken Bolton, John Jenkins, Marty Hiatt, Sam Langer, Astrid Lorange, Eddie Hopely, Nick Whittock, Tim Wright and myself.
What follows is an excerpt from Fiona's introduction concerning the work I contributed and my practice more broadly.
Somewhere in the middle of the Australian state of Victoria, the poet and artist, Patrick Jones, is painstakingly gathering and reorganising remnants and cast-offs. Artist as Family is just one permutation of an ethos of ‘permanent making’ that takes place under the rubric of what Jones has termed permapoesis and has included the design and installation of a public food forest for the Museum of Contemporary Art in Sydney. Broadly speaking, Jones’ poetic mode is one of epistemological intervention. It rebels against what it thinks of as the ‘neat technocratised rows’ of printed poetry in English just as it seeks to disrupt the agricultural categorisations that insist on the eradication of weeds. For Jones, weeds repair land damaged by farming and industry and prepare the ground for reafforestation. His construction of a comprehensive Daylesford Community Commons Map that pinpoints the location of off-the-grid edible fruits and plants foregrounds issues of inclusion and exclusion. Who gets to decide what or who belongs where and to whom? If a plant or a letter or a word is in the wrong place it is viewed as a ‘mishap’, or a disruption. To overcome this ‘the eye has to get out of the machine and walk … the text becomes something the eye has to forage for or through.’ The map and the two poems gathered here constitute ‘a refiguring or reclaiming of the geopoetical – poems of the earth.’One of the two poems Cordite published as part of Fiona's chapbook is called Winter's pharmacopeia, and it goes something like this:
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| Tetragonia implexicoma (Bower Spinach) |
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| Lycium ferocissimum (African boxthorn) |
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| Meuschenia freycineti (Sixspine Leatherjacket) |
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| Unidentified fish from Port Phillip Bay |
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| Alyxia buxifolia (Sea box) |
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| Solanum carolinense (Tropical Soda Apple) |
We've just returned from a week's camping at the beach on the Bellarine Peninsula. Bellarine comes from the Bengalit (clan of the Wathaurong tribe of the Kulin nation) word Balla-wein, 'a place where you lean on your elbow beside a campfire after a good meal'.
The political Right of the Australian media like their heroes to be in neat uniforms; preferably in sports or military ones. When a hero is unshaved, articulate, living in a tent, dressed in any old garb and has no corporate sponsorship, that seems to be a big problem for them.
I thought I was clever coming up with the term 'ecozen' today to describe a participant or player within an ecology, but a quick search shows it is already used as a brand by several global businesses from synthetic pools to chemical companies. It seems today greenwashing and astroturfing occurs even before a thing exists or is named; such is the rapaciousness of progress-capitalism.
The word 'citizen' etymologically refers to a city dweller. But as cities are only responsible for half the world's human population, and account for 75% of global energy consumption and 80% of Greenhouse gas emissions, I think it's time to rethink its use despite already being superseded by the far more violent term 'consumer'. Words form us as much as we form them. To be clear about words and our choice of them is to be clear about who we are, what we are saying and how we are treading.
The word 'ecozen' simply means place dweller, which can be extended to mean inhabitant or being of place.
But all this is a rather slow and musing segue into sharing the main critical premises for my forthcoming book, Walking for Food: regaining permapoesis. I'm three years into writing it, which pretty much spans the life of this blog.
Here they are:
Life is uncertain and human ideologies are consistently flawed, but there are a few things we can be clear about:
1. Life is made and unmade within ecological communities; ‘man-made mass death’ is an interruption to life.
2. We are born animal, we require animal protein from birth, we excrete animal wastes, and we die animal. None of this need involve cruelty, markets or pollution.
3. Real wealth comes from the land; it is generative and relational, and non-extractive.
4. Poverty is a construction of private property and abstract systems of wealth. The answer to poverty involves free access to land and to local knowledges.
5. Energy, and its degrees of availability, shapes all life.
6. Life is not progressive but rather performs in waves of ascent and descent.
7. Sustainable societies foreground ecological knowledge and background technology and labour.
8. Sustainable societies produce no waste and do not engineer ecological overshoot.
9. Complex societies are primarily products of high energy availability, not superior intelligence.
10. Complex societies are rarely sustaining for long periods because they are inherently wasteful and destructive.
11. Mainstream thought promotes pollution, greed, narrow self-interest and shortsightedness, but rarely recognises itself as being ideological.
12. Science is merely an extension of humanism when it is accountable to industry’s imperatives.
13. Western culture, and those under its influence, operates as a doubling performance looping mastery and amnesia.
14. Climate change is a product of unsustainable development, driven by energy availability and market capitalism.
15. Governments control so as corporations can more effectively exploit; this is sophisticated violence.
16. Non-procreation doesn’t solve overpopulation, rather perpetuates the myth humans are not really animals.
17. Reckless procreation is a thing of ignoring limits or being under stress.
18. Love is a thing that cannot be measured or treated; it is always relational and generative, never extractive and violent.
19. Perennial food ecologies produce and return nutrients in place. Conventional annual agriculture mines the soil and requires the transportation of other mined inputs for synthetic succession.
20. A weed is a plant in the wrong place, according to anthropocentrism.
21. A sensible life involves the senses. In a violent and interrupting society sight dominates the other senses.
22. Schools perpetuate ideologies of mass control; they explicitly teach children how to veil or normalise mass violence by becoming conformist cosmopolitan consumers.
23. Being born is regarded a medical emergency. Infants are rushed into life in an ambience of hysteria.
24. Dying today is prolonged, passive and drugged. Bodies are either burnt as carbon or buried and released as methane. In either case death becomes pollution.
A new site for Jaara people (Dja Dja Wurrung) is now online and the traditional owners are presenting some great information and short videos, such as this one:
A reading with Les Murray in Melbourne yesterday took me back to an afternoon in my youth where I came home from school to find a large poet sitting at our kitchen table eating his way through a bowl of scones mum had just cooked. My mother was the president of the local literary society and had invited Les to come share his words with the community. Although I did go to the CWA tea rooms that night in 1984 (or was it 83?), my hungry teenage mind wouldn't leave the lost scones for the poems. Yesterday, all these years later I actually got to hear his words in relative peace.
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| Les Murray at the Butterfly Club for the 4W launch Melbourne Dec 2012 |
Pony lives somewhere in Melbourne. He spends his time writing poetry, growing vegetables, reading, resting, hanging out and partying. And making online dating profiles and deleting them.
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| Pony |
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| Stu Hatton |
Noxious
Over the last month, while ima Meg recuperates from long nights of breast feeding, Woody, Zero, (sometimes Zeph) and I, dada, have gone out walking every morning noting all the free public food in our local commons.
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| Patrick Jones – Creative Commons: Foraging Commons |
A recipe-poem in action (with a mini manifesto).
Much respect to this incredible community.
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| MapLight analysis of California Secretary of State data |
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| A Hardee's and a Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) fast food outlet burns after protesters set the building on fire in Tripoli, northern Lebanon September 14, 2012. (REUTERS/Omar Ibrahim) |
From Radio National's Off Track programme:
So far, the Permeate series has focused on artists who are inspired by the environment.But today, Miyuki Jokiranta introduces Patrick Jones…
And for the astute listener, yes I mispronounce 'deliciosus'.Listen here.
On my forty-second birthday my second son Blackwood came into our world. One of the many pleasures this week has been watching Zeph and Woody get to know each other.
In April 2012, in conjunction with Fungimap, the inaugural Australian Fungi Festival was held in Hobart. Here is the audio of the debate, Eating Wild Fungi: Fun or Foolhardy from my perspective, the second speaker for the affirmative.
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens
William Carlos Williams Spring and All 1923
8.50am
2012
2010
2009
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I walked along Diamond Creek from Eltham Station on my way to Montsalvat late yesterday afternoon to listen to Vandana Shiva. Gertrude Stein wrote 'People are the way their land and air are'; this is the current state of the sediment infested Diamond Creek, which feeds into the Yarra River.
One environmentalist [Jensen (2006:547)] believes that the only level of technology truly sustainable was developed in the Stone-Age, a million years ago. We know industrial technology is inherently abusive and damaging but what level of technology, between a million years ago and say 300 years ago, do you think should we be employing?
Let's not beat about the bush, gold mining is an activity of industrial pollution.
Working on some energy descent era technics today building a crate to go on a bike trailer that fellow bike nut Andy (Mechanarchy) did up for us.
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