divendres, 19 de març del 2010

POLY FEST


Tena Koutou, Talofa Lava, Malo e lelei, Kia Orana, Fakalofa Lahi Atu, Greetings



The Auckland Secondary Schools Maori and Pacific Islands Cultural Festival (Poly Fest) has become the largest of its kind in the world. This event is proudly hosted by Manukau City, on Mara South suburb of Auckland where almost all the Maori population is condensed, and I had the immense pleasure to attend, invited by my school, St. Cuthberts' College.




Maori





The Maori, the first inhabitants of this land, the most proud of it, the hearthy people, the maori.





The traditional dance performed by the iwhi is composed by several parts:



The entrance, the boss and couple of the tribe do their thiumphal entrance, showing their respect to the audience. It is astonishing.








Titi Torea, the art of hitting double sticks.


There are many forms for playing titi torea, starting from the simple ones where a player learns to change hands with the sticks they have, through to the sticks coming from behind and having to be caught. Both children and adults play titi torea. Competitions are sometimes held, with the aim being for each team to complete a certain set of patterns without going out of beat or dropping any.






The Poi dance




The women of the tribe will then chant for Papa and Rangi, songs inherited of lines of ancestors. They will dance offer a dance of poi.


There are different thoughts on the origin of the poi. The flexibility and dexterity of the poi have, in the past been a means of training warriors.
The long poi represent the oars of our Tupuna
Women of High rank were trained in the art of the long poi, manipulating up to 4 at a time.






The KAPA HAKA, the war dance








The most impressive of all the dances I've ever seen. It makes you tremble, it transports you 1000 years ago, it is scary, it is defiant, it is great.






Timing Each item will have a certain beat and speed, some items have tempo changes. It is important to ensure that the timing is accurate. The change from one action to another is also part of the timing. A good group have the actions synchronised as well as the foot work.
Footwork Footwork helps with timing. Different areas have different styles of footwork, some areas lift the foot and some areas don't. It is important to recognise and appreciate different areas' styles, as this reflects their tikanga.
Stance The way a performer holds themselves is also important. Confidence, comes over time.
Wiri - trembling of the hands. The wiri is a side to side movement of the whole hand and is not a wriggling of the fingers. The wiri represents the world around us, from the shimmering of the waters of a bright sunny day, to the heat waves rising from the ground to the wind rustling the leaves of the trees.



Unlike other indigenous dance forms, kapa haka is unique in the fact that the performers must sing, dance, have expression as well as movement all combined into each item.



Kapa Haka could be seen as sign language, as each action has a meaning, which ties in with the words. For example, if the hand is by the ear, this would probably tie in with the word whakarongo which means to listen.




Showing the tonge to your opponent shows how strong you are and defies him.


COOK ISLANDS
The Cook Island dance is a kind of "Hawaian" dance. You know really beatiful girsl moving their bumps and hips very, very fast, at the rythm of the strepid drums and sticks.



















The maoris in Aotearoa are believed to came principally from the Cook Islands, as you can see, the ressemblance is huge.

The dances of the Cook islands are renowned throughout Polynesia for their expression and sensuality. Cook Islands dancing dates back thousands of years with many of the dances being based on ancient stories - stories that tell a tale of love or adventure and in some cases both

TONGA



Toonga is another beautiful island of the Polynesia with white sand beaches, waterfalls and native forest. It is a kingdom, the economy is not the best, based primarily in fishing and tourism, therefore lots of people emigrate to New Zealand, country with which they have a Seasonal Work Permit agreement, easily awarded to the Islanders keen to work as Fruit pickers and harvesters (and why abandone a beautiful life in a hut, fishing and hunting for emigrating to a deshumanized city where everybody will treat you as a foreigner, even worse for not being white, and it will be tremendously difficult to achieve anything? Misteries of the modern times).



Anyway, dancing in the Kingdom of Tonga is a dignified, graceful portrayal of the choreographer’s art. Another characteristics of Tongan dancing is the importance of two kinds of hand clapping each of which is named – a flat high pitched (called pasi in Tongan) and a cross clap with cupped hands which emits a lower hollow sound (fu).


Soke(ball de bastons a Catalunya) is a Tongan group dance performed with sticks which the performers hit against each other on the beat of the drum. As with most Tongan dances, the whole performance is to dazzle the spectators and to please the chiefs.
It is performed by both men and women. Each of the men have one long stick, about 2 meters, both women carry short sticks, about 40 cm, one in each hand. Occasionally this assignment is exchanged. On the beat of the music they hit the sticks against each other in a repeating pattern.


Kailao is a dance of foreign origin (from ‘Uvea – Wallis) and is a standing dance usually performed by men only.

The dancers, of which there can be any number, wear fanciful constumes including hats decorated with crepe paper and anle rattles made of large seed called vesa pa’anga. The men, bearing stylized clubs (pate kailao), dance in a fierce manner that emulates fighting, all to the accompaniment of a beaten slit drum or a tin box, which sets the tempo. Unlike most other Tongan dances, the kailao is performed without singing. The sequences of movements to be performed by the group are called by the lead dancer, who will give the name of the sequence, then will signal when to do it. The dance displays the dancers’ discipline, obedience and skill with their weapon.




The day in which the Poly Fest was hold, March 19th, 2010 means it is the end of the summer, Autum, though, so the sky of New Zealand announces rain constantly...


Aotearoa means Land of the Long White Cloud




Preparing to go on stage.


Boring wait... school uniforms. Cool, ei?




Cutie one!

Well fed!


SAMOA



















Samoan dance is possibly the one area of Samoan culture which has been least affected by contact with western civilsation. Whereas Samoan music has adopted guitars and other musical instruments, dance, which relies solely upon the performers body (with some exceptions - fire dance, knife dance, etc) still requires the performer to retain grace and move their arms and hands in the approved fashion. However, Samoans who are members of the Seventh Day Adventist church do not practice Samoan dancing because it is proscribed by their religion.



Unlike several of the other Pacific Islands you will not normally fnd the dancers performing in grass skirts, nor is the hula a dance native to Samoa. More often than not performers will were lavalava, but in some cases the women will wear matting made from the Pandunas and turned into ie toga and the men will wear necklaces or anklets made from leaves. The clothing made be decorated with feathers or frreshly cut flowers and lei.

There are different types of dances which are performed by individuals or groups and either sitting or standing.The best time to see Samoan dancing is at a fiafia, a traditional Samoan meal accompanied by various performers both singing and dancing.

Sait Cuthbert's College girls. Sweet as!

The fa'ataupati, (pronounced: "pha.cow.paké") sometimes called the "Samoan slap dance," is one of the most fun and energetic dances in the world.















dilluns, 15 de març del 2010

WOMAD & Taranaki

WOMAD



Escenario principal, delante de un lago



Esta historia empieza en Wellington, que no se ve ni en foto ni en ni en pintura, y es que las fotos se me borraron misteriosamente de la cámara (o las borré subconscientemente), y poco recuerdo de la capital, pues poco me interesan las grandes urbes.


La suerte, la fortuna o el porvenir me acompañan cuando viajo. Es la buena predisposición la que ayuda al viajero, en efecto, y también la valentía y el saber agarrar las oportunidades cuando aparecen, en efecto.



Pues se trataba éste de un viaje de trabajo, una conferencia de profesores en Wellington, pagado por ILANZ, la organización que me ha traído aquí, pero tras llegar el jueves a la capital, el viernes ya tenía visto todo lo que había que ver y buscaba candidatos para salir de la ciudad el fin de semana e ir a algún parque natural.


Los assistants no se animaban pero una vez en el nuevo hostal donde pasaríamos el fin de semana, se me apareció la señal.
- Namasté - me dice un desconocido en el ascensor.
- Namasté, respondo yo... analizo el personaje y acto seguido esgrimo en español: - ¿Y tú porqué me dices namasté?
- Ay va la ostia, si eres española.

Gustavo y Nabahet, bailando en Womad

Así que acto seguido conozco a un vasco que me confunde por indiana, que viaja por Nueva Zelanda y me invita a tomar una cerveza a su habitación en una hora. Me aparezco al rato con otras cuatro chicas, arregladas para salir, y él abre los ojos como dos naranjas... estoy en el paraíso, dice...



Gustavo se viene a explorar los bares de Wellington con nosotras, encantado de la vida, confiesa, esto es un regalo del cielo. Es un encanto, es muy halagador y caballeroso. Nos llama Reinas, dice que las mujeres son todas reinas. :-)

Por la noche me cuenta que se va a Womad Festival en New Plymouth al día siguiente, porque tocan Ojos de Brujo y ¡es su grupo favorito! Vaya, mi lucecita se enciende y mi cabecita se pone a maquinar cómo ir al festival el fin de semana, teniendo en cuenta que está a 500 km de distancia...
La suerte hace acto de presencia al día siguiente de forma inesperada. Tras cotejar todas las opciones, decidimos alquilar un coche. Esto supone que perderé el avión de vuelta a Auckland y tendré que subir hasta Auckland en coche... bueno, el dinero lo arregla todo.

Me voy con Gwen, quien en principio viene, a mirar una agencia de alquiler de coches... todo alquilado, otra... lo mismo... así tres. Yo no abandono. Vuelvo al hostal, pido la guía de teléfonos, mientras Nanu se desespera con Internet (que no siempre es la solución) y en el primer lugar donde llamo, Budget, a la oficina del aeropuerto, me dicen que tienen coches disponibles. Es más, me dice la chica, tengo algo que ofrecerte:

- Si puedes llevar el coche a Auckland, te ofrecemos un coche de Clase A, y no tienes que pagar nada.

Increíble pero cierto.
Y la suerte acaba de empezar, porque al minuto llega una chica cargada de material de camping diciendo que se vuelve a Europa y que regala tienda, saco y platos y ollas al primero que lo quiera...
Con tienda nueva y coche nuevo, Nabahet, Gustavo y yo emprendemos el viaje a New Plymouth, Taranaki, Mount Edgmond.
Nabahet y yo no estamos dispuestas a pagar 150 $ por la entrada, así que tras estudiar el territorio, nos colamos por debajo de la verja en un punto poco vigilado (Nanu afirma que las estadísticas dicen que un 30% de la gente en los festivales no paga), aunque en realidad corremos bastante peligro, porque los guardas están vigilando con las linternas de lado a lado del bosque, así que tenemos que pararnos cada diez pasos durante dos minutos, con el corazón acelerado latiendo a mil revoluciones.... fue como un juego de guerra. Claro que perdí el móvil por el camino, claro, pero cuando cerraron puertas volvimos a buscarlo y ¡lo encontré!



Ojos de Brujo
Una vez dentro disfrutamos de los conciertazos de Ojos de Brujo, Calexico, Mariem Hassam, The Ethiopiques y Eliades Ochoa.





TARANAKI
Al día siguiente, Nanu y yo nos propusimos subir caminando al volcán Taranaki, Mount Edmon, llamado en New Plymouth.


De camino, paramos a hacer una foto, y que maravillosa sorpresa: una alpaca estaba dando a luz...


Nos detuvimos a ver el recién nacido y continuamos la marcha.




Subimos caminando... aunque los Rangers del volcán estaban patrullando con el helicóptero.



El volcán es precioso, tan verde, tan mágico, para los Maori tiene un significado muy especial, es el volcán enamorado de Ruapehu que huyó de las montañas al ser vencido por Tongariro (Ver entrada Tongariro Crossing).




Más cerca ...



El bosque es denso y poblado, como no conseguimos obtener buenas vistas del volcán, y el cráter está demasiado lejos para culminarlo en un día, decidimos trepar a un árbol de 15 metros.

¡fue muy divertido!



























Y finalmente obtuvimos unas vistas preciosas:



Ya de vuelta a Auckland, pasamos por unas playas preciosas a las que tengo que volver...


Hacer acampada o viajar en furgoneta en Nueva Zelanda es lo más normal del mundo