Posted by: nativeiowan | February 2, 2010

Makira bonito bowl

Probably early 20th century. A classic piece from those favoured artists on Makira…

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 2, 2010

stone age wood bowl

This is old. From Makira. It is special in that any workmanship done on this piece was carried out with stone tools. It is worn, almost worn out, but a magnificent piece none the less.

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 2, 2010

more ngusu ngusu – s s

The Ngusu Ngusu is a neat concept. It ia a pair of eyes. A helper. A watch dog. And a really neat carving…

friendly about a ngusu…

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 2, 2010

more ngusu ngusu – s

A real gem af a ngusu here. All indications are of venerable age. The shape and design is unlike others I have seen. Makes me curious what the story here really is…

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 2, 2010

Stone Gods and Godesses

These are “idols” that the older races turned to for support, help, assistance and comfort. Again, an interesting concept manifest herein… why does mankind insist of personifying his or her gods?

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 1, 2010

The power of stone

You know, the power of stone is amazing. You can do about anything out of stone. These items are all either domestic or ritualistic. You can see that a plain pestle was probably for home use where the ornately carved items are most likely from a more ritualistic venue.

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 1, 2010

A power piece

This is a very rare scepter that would have been some big, big man’s symbol of Power…

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 1, 2010

more hard magic

These pieces are differnt in a way… these are stone ritualistic items that come from Mermemesike, I have the long detailed story of these pieces on file and will add in due course.

Posted by: nativeiowan | February 1, 2010

carved in stone

Or should I say “cut” in stone. These pieces are examples of stone age technology whilst cutting and shaping a very hard material, petrified clam shell. There is s huge discussion herein I will work on..

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

symbols of power and position

These are more than finery or pretty adornments. These are all symbols of position, power or a talisman that wards off harm.

Some have a lot of time and energy involved in their development. Some of these have a meaning which is reasonably clear. Some either have no meaning or the meaning is obscured by cultural mentalities…

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

more purty things

and it just keeps getting better… purty indeed…

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

purty things

Yes, even stone aged ladies and gents wore jewelry. Some of this stuff is mind-blowing. I’ll slowly make a list of what is here but recall, all of this is from a stone aged society…

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

stone tools

A variety of stone cutting tools. Most are “heads” designed to be hafted, or mounted on a handle. Many are axe heads. there are a couple very interesting adze heads. Some of the very small heads are beveled so they cut one direction only. I am personally blown away by the idea that the stone age was alive and well here in the Solomons until WWII and then some.

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

very old nut and putty shield

This does not look like much but it an interesting piece. It is made from hardwood sticks wrapped in loya and covered with nut shells and “chita” putty. It weights at least 7 kilos. You would have had to be strong to haul this puppy over field and dale.

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

Chief’s Stick

This is a Polynesian “Chief’s Stick”. It is made of iron wood and is quite a lovely stick. Weights about 4 kilos. Would be something to get “knotted” over the head with.

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

Malaitan fighting stick

A very nice, old fighting stick. Some of the old men still carry these to their meetings.

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 31, 2010

a matched pair of headhunting axes?

I find these two pieces a bit amazing in that they were made by the same person. The workmanship on both offers a style and overall theme that tells me they were made and owned by one person.

My question is: Why would ever need more than 1 head hunting ax?

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 27, 2010

Peter Pan obituary

this is a guest post from WE…

The loss of a flawed but great man. My favourite story about Phil.

When he was beach trading, three of his guys took the skiff after a late drinking bout at the Gizo Hotel. One guy got stroppy and stood up, another stood up to calm him down, and the skiff went over, cash box and all.

Phil heard about it in the morning, and immediately went out to dive for the cash box … couldn’t find it anywhere. So he enrolled what he called the “ngunu patrol”. In some local language “ngunu” means snot running down from your nose, what we used to call “number 11”. So the “ngunu patrol” meant the kids of the town. He told them that the first kid to come in and tell him who had any wet money would get a lolly.

Phil was in the Gizo Depot that same morning when the news came in. One of the ngunu patrol said that in the Kiribati village there was a house with a whole bunch of money drying on a roof. So Phil said his goodbyes to us and started off to the other end of town to tell the police to have the men arrested.

Of course, when he was walking through Gizo, everyone he met wanted to know if he’d found the money. And about half of them offered him a beer while he was telling the tale. And being Phil, he couldn’t resist the beer, and the tale grew longer, and slower, and more confused each time he stopped.

When he finally reached the Police Station in the late afternoon, he told the policemen that he had found the money, and he wanted the thieves arrested. “Oh, no need for an arrest,” said one of the cops. “We already have the money. Some Kiribati guys found it and brought it in … they left just before you got here.”

Phil was a good man, and a pleasure to know. I hope they have beer wherever he ends up …

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 27, 2010

letter to the editor 27/1/10

The front-page report of a cowardly attack on an elderly woman is shocking, sad, shameful and serious.

The attack is the action of a few self-serving cowards. I am appalled that a lone woman in a car is now a common target for the rouges and bullies that prey on innocents.

Such an act simply destroys all the good works that many are doing to raise us up and move us into a modern world.  Similar to the “Nation of Thieves” situation we saw last year, are we now going to be labeled a “Nation of Violent Criminals”?

It is imperative that those responsible for this act be brought to justice quickly. It is important for the friends, relatives, tribal and community members of those who carried out this act to realize your silence is nothing more than support for the heinous actions your friends, wontoks and neighbors have committed. It is time for us all to stop condoning criminal activity

RSIP, it is time to start getting things right. I feel that the attack on the Police Commissioner’s residence is an admission of being out of control. We perhaps were justified in expecting some “clean-up” of the violent crime situation after that attack and the subsequent arrests that followed.

Such a clean-up has not happened. Obviously.

Please RSIP, what can the Private Sector do to assist? Time is running out. We must have law and order.

Failing a positive constabulary the public is terribly exposed. Do we look at hiring bigger and better equipped security forces? Do we declare war on crime from a personal/ business point of view?

SIG, PM, Minister of Police, Justice, Minster of Youth… you must act. The General Public and Private Sector are running out of alternatives. A land where the elderly, where females, where the general public is not safe is not a land where investors are attracted. In fact such an act as this chases current and intending investors away.

The assistance, support and positive energy of the Private Sector is ready and available to you. What can we do, together, to solve our problems? Please, lets meet and discuss. The situation is intolerable. A change, some positive action is way over due.

We must take action now to ensure we do not end up in a state where all control is lost and our towns, streets and even homes are not safe.

To Mr. and Mrs. Volroth: I wish first to recognize your years of faithful service to the Private Sector of the Solomons. It may be the case that a few do not understand and recognize your commitment to the Nation. I do commend you for your contributions and efforts.

I know that words cannot alleviate the physical pain and emotional trauma you have experienced. Please rest assured you have the best wishes and full support of the SICCI.

Mike Hemmer

Chairman SICCI

Posted by: nativeiowan | January 27, 2010

I’ll miss Peter Pan

Mr. Philip David Palmer. Navigator. Beach Trader.  Marine Engineer. Storyteller extraordinaire. 3rd generation immigrant. Friend. Father. Husband. Grandfather…

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I heard on SIBC at 145pm, Phil has passed away.

I am uncharacteristically at a loss for words. We have all known that Phil was very ill. A combination of emphysema, numerous cancers, a lifetime of hard living is to blame. I am guessing Phil’s age to about 67 or 68.  I will find out in due course.

For us mortals, the death of a close friend and compatriot is hard. It is even harder when it’s a bloke like Phil…

I have referred to Phil as “Peter Pan” more than once. The entire line is… The Solomon Islands is Never Never Land. You go there and you never grow up. And, of course, Phil Palmer was and remains Peter Pan.

I think of Phil at his funniest… a Cmas party we had on the Gizo depot wharf in about 1998. We had roasted a pig and set up a diving board on the wharf. We had presents for the kids, food for the masses and grog for the likes of Phil and I.

As happens we ended up in a frenzy of everyone throwing everyone in the water. At one point I recall my wife Grace, her sister, Maisy, and a friend, Rachel, getting a hold on Phil and carrying him to the edge and tossing him in. All the while the three women had Phil wrapped up he had a cigarette in his mouth. He playfully puffed away as they tossed him in. He went under the water and, when he surfaced, he still had a dry cigarette burning away.

Of course Phil had done the old “turn the cig around with your tongue” trick. He was an adept at this.

The result was hilarious at the time. Everyone was either impressed, confused or simply frightened (magic blo white man, ia).

I must thank Ken West for the picture of Phil, taken in 1969.

Never Never Land will never never be the same without Phil.

 

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