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Jordan Roser
Proud Bigambul man based in Redcliffe, Queensland.
Third-generation artist who endeavours to continue his families legacy in the arts and promotion of his culture through contemporary designs and themes. His work tries to reflect the modern experience and emotions of the new generation of Australian Aboriginal people through colour and storylines.
Over time and through many changes and hardship our people have remained strong and our culture has survived even during times that Government policy and practices have attempted to erode it.
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Exceptional work
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Our peoples journey through time on this land has been guided by the spirits of our ancestors. From the time of creation through to colonisation and now into the present day, our land and lives have changed dramatically.
So, it's time we come together to discuss how we can move forward together in unity and respect. To talk about how things can be done better for and with our people into the future.
Much respect to our elders who will be attending this conference I hope their voices and their wisdom will be heard." -
Jordan Roser
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Awake and Dreaming...FB
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The constant change and movement that Government policy direction and practices has had on our people and culture has been significant and felt deeply through the generations. It's now been 50 years since Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people were finally recognised as citizens in the Australian constitution rather than flora and fauna.
We can't go back and change these experiences now. We can only recognise the impact of the past on the present and continue moving forward to try to influence change where it is needed.
Welcome to Country
Welcome to Country
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Jordan Roser
Welcome to Country
Stones & Pearls
Stones & Pearls
Welcome to Country
Stones & Pearls
Below is wonderful work by WARABA - Andrew Oldfield - a Gamilaroi man doing Brilliant work
Installations and School ochre painting workshops
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Indigenous Australian Artists
Gwoya Jungarai (Anmatyerre, c.1895 – 28 March 1965),
Was an Australian Aboriginal man of the Wailbri people of central Australia.
He was the first named aboriginal person to appear on an Australian stamp, in 1950, and appears on the Australian 2 dollar coin.
Also known as One Pound Jimmy, it’s said he got his one pound name because whenever asked how much it would cost to buy one of the boomerangs he made, his answer was “one pound”.
His relatives were killed in the 1928 Coniston Massacre.
Two stamps were issued in 1950 and 1952 with his picture, an 8½ pence stamp and a 2 shillings and 6 pence (half crown) stamp, featuring similar images of him in profile, looking upwards. They were based on a photograph taken by Roy Dunstan in 1935 for Australian Geographic and which appeared on the cover of Walkabout magazine in 1936. That photograph represented a stereo typical Australian aboriginal man, and was well-known in the 1950s.
His Son, Clifford Possum Tjapaltjarri was a famous contemporary artist, who lived around Papunya, in the Northern Territory’s Western Desert area, when the acrylic painting style (known popularly as “dot art”) was initiated. Geoffrey Bardon a school teacher, came to Papunya in the early 1970s and encouraged the Aboriginal people to put their dreaming stories on canvas, stories which had previously been depicted ephemerally on the ground. Clifford Possum emerged as one of the leaders in this school of painting, which has come to be called Papunya Tula. Possum was of the Anmatyerre culture-linguistic group from around Alherramp (Laramba) community. He was of the Peltharr skin Geoffrey was persecuted relentlessly by his employers, sacked and discredited at every turn for supporting indigenous culture as were many brave white supporters...thank you all.
When Clifford Possum Tjapaltjarri joined this group of ‘dot and circle’ painters early in 1972 he immediately distinguished himself as one of its most talented members and went on to create some of the largest and most complex paintings ever produced.
Clifford Possum Tjapaltjarri led a groundbreaking career and was amongst the vanguard of Indigenous Australian artists to be recognised by the international art world.
Like Albert Namatjira before him, Clifford Possum blazed a trail for future generations of Indigenous artists; bridging the gap between Aboriginal art and contemporary Australian art.
Rick Roser
I was born in Zillmere, Brisbane in 1955, grew up with my younger brother and three sisters travelling and working beside our parents in the 60's as field workers in rural and Nth.Queensland.
Dad made and used anything that worked to get food, preferring quiet methods...nets, traps, good old back of the axe... rifles were everywhere but the bullets were expensive, dangerous and noisy.
In the camps when I was growing up spears and sticks were still used frequently by kids and adults..and still are today.......Many people still hunted as a necessity in those days and bushcraft was always a fair percentage of the conversation.
Of course I had to be one of those kids always interested and willing to learn and I got good at hunting and finding food..being constantly hungry probably helped.
We more or less grew up on the Bruce Highway and West, lived in fringe camps and settlements all over the place. ... my father, Indigenous, ex serviceman in the Air Force, who became a vocal active opponent of the state and federal laws on aboriginal issues my mother was a red haired very outspoken feminist.
They had we 5 kids, a big old car and caravan, an uncle and 2 dogs...and we worked tobacco and peas, stick picking and weeding.
Us kids were often employed as a team and made a $ each a day no worries, almost an adult womans pay in some places...
One of the reasons my mother became more and more involved in women's rights issues.
We were never settled... or welcome anywhere for long, and we liked it that way and would move at the drop of a hat...sometimes dad would drive hundreds of miles overnight, towing the van, us all singing along, quite a feat in the 60's...
There must have been a lot of work on the land back then because our parents could count on getting work at almost any farm out in the sticks ... those old cocky-farmers would jump out when they saw us and point to a paddock filled with old tree roots and sticks or overgrown with scrub...or bloody pumpkins...and throw in tucker that night..
Later, after a disastrous fire we moved to Brisbane. In the city, and with such wild 5 kids as us, my parents did it tough and gradually they began to drift apart and they became more involved and active in Aboriginal and Feminist issues.
I turned 21 hand mining for sapphires and lived with my wife and son in a tin shack (that she built) I should have stayed there but we too split up.
I drifted to the politics of the time which cost me dearly......I saw it first hand, -serious obstacles and really cruel penalties applied to Indigenous people and denial of basic human rights. Many of our friends did not survive.
We kids were the first of our family who could pass as white but no way could we stomach the prevailing attitudes, the joke one was expected to join in, the language, ruthless, abhorrent, horrible... and right from childhood we were an Aboriginal family.
Hard for any non white migrants too.
And it was very, very dangerous to protest…
A special mention must be made to those courageous, staunch friends of Aboriginal people dating right back to before 1770.
Anyway my life continues and I still travel and work. I have been lucky, my art has been collected by many big galleries and collections... and over 5 decades as a Fire Maker opening and closing events around the world and workshops in schools around Australia.
...PLUS!! I have met so many marvellous people, Principals, producers, teachers, kids.
The greatest fun and with plenty of adventures...thank you..
Rick Roser
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-In my younger and pre covid days, apart from a lot of bush time in Qld, Aust.
I used those overseas gigs as an excuse to travel all over the place ... and managed see most of the continents..from Hadrians Wall.... to the Great Wall
Followed a bit of the Silk Road from the Terracotta warriors at Zian and down to Africa .... shouted "There it is! " at Loch Ness.... night train to Venice, fish on the Bosphorus
And Japans cherry blossoms really are beautiful, English pubs really are tiny, with dates like 1520 scrawled on the walls, huge fig trees do grow out of the walls at Angkor Wat and we all saw the Min Min that night.
Lit candles before Reclining Budda .
Looked for Troy, had a coupla Gondola rides...seen the Eiffel tower from every angle, and stood where Good King Wencelaus's once looked out...
churches lined with GOLD... Mosque and Palaces, Temples, Dragon ships and bloody great big stone feet........Floated down rivers...Yellow River, Mekong, the Nile, Thames...North Pine... yeah and I've cried a river too...
Blessed to have woken up beside the Pyramids... and Uluru.
Held my ground crossing the Tiber and the Nullabour, seen the Morning Glory cross over the N.T. visited the Forbidden City...the Hidden city, the Red City, the Lost City... the Eternal City...the Big Smoke..
Gazed at the Pharaohs' empty tomb.
... gaped open mouthed at the Devil Devil of Waddawadaalla....
and Kata Tjuta.
visited every Gallery and Arts space I could in between.........!!
And I'd do it all again (maybe a bit different)
