Thursday, February 9, 2012

Out of the Great Silence


When I hear the name Solomon Islands, beautiful imagery of white sandy beaches, blue skies, and coconut palms lining the shores fill my mind.  Paradise untouched 

However for many people living on the island, it is certainly no paradise.  The reality is that the country is very poor, and for the disabled it is very hard to eke out a living.  There is no government support for these people and therefore they are reliant on international aid for education, health and other resources.

Many of these people are profoundly or totally Deaf.  It is possibly genetic, but much more likely to be caused by Malaria.  There is no medical intervention, as it’s a developing country with only limited health resources.  The number of Deaf people is unknown due to country being made up of thousands of islands,  many of them are very isolated.  We do know the ratio of Deaf is very high but there are no statistics to verify it.  There are no known programmes to help prevent further deafness.

  
The San Isidro Centre located outside Honiara, educates Deaf and disabled young people from the ages of 14 and over, over a duration of three years.  Courses such as English, Maths, Business, Sign Language, Agriculture, Life skills, Carpentry, Woodwork, and Practical Trade and Skills are offered.




















The centre also advocates for basic human rights for people with disabilities and empowers the disabled through training of these basic academic and skilled subjects, of which they were deprived because of their disabilities.


Their vision is to change social attitude towards people with disabilities, in allowing them the same dignity and right to a decent living as anyone else.  The courses ensure they can become co-developers in society, rather than being marginalised and neglected.

The centre was started in 2007 by Brother George.  At that time temporary buildings were made from local materials.  Today it has three permanent staff houses, one industrial workshop and a dormitory for girls.



Brent Macpherson from Stretch Productions heard about the centre when he met an interpreter from Wellington who had worked there as a volunteer.  He had always wanted to do a documentary about Deaf Aborigines, but it was too difficult to access these people in Outback Australia and the plan went on the backburner.  When he heard about the Deaf Villagers in the Solomon Islands, he thought it was a great opportunity for a documentary, so went to visit them in June and October 2011.


The two trips were to learn about the Solomon Islands culture and their way of life, but more importantly to gain their trust to produce a documentary.   It was a great opportunity to learn about the village and centre and to find out their needs.



Brent feels that the San Isidro Care Centre will eventually become a Deaf Community, as there are now six ex-students living at the Centre permanently.  Many will choose to stay, simply because of the ease in being able to communicate with each other in comparison to their own villages.  Some of these students arrive at the village with no language at all after years of not being able to hear in their own isolated communities.  They usually arrive at the Care by 'word of mouth', however, in many cases it is simply too late. For Deaf people, it is so important to have access to education when they are young.




















Brent plans to produce a documentary to raise the awareness of the Deaf in the Solomon Islands, highlighting the needs of the San Isidro Care Centre.  All proceeds from the documentary will go back to the Centre to fund much needed resources for the Deaf.  Right now, the centre needs more dormitories built, especially for boys, a proper kitchen or dining hall, a chapel, better equipped classrooms and a school bus.  They also need trained teachers of the Deaf, and qualified interpreters.












  
The documentary shoot is planned for May/June 2012.  $80,000 NZD needs to be raised for  the project to go ahead.  All monies from the sale of the Documentary and DVDs will go straight back to the San Isidro Care Centre.  He has full support from the National Foundation of the Deaf.  (NFD)




If you're interesting in knowing more, a short video has been produced.  You can view it here.


Click on this to view Video.


If you would like to donate to this worthy project, please click on the donate button below.  On the second page of donations, please use the drop down menu to select Solomon Islands to make sure the money goes to the correct project.





Every little bit helps!




Friday, February 3, 2012

The Wedding of the Year!

My daughters very good friend Bina, got married to the love of her life Jonny at the end of 2011.  I was honoured to be asked to take a few group shots after the wedding, and delightfully accepted.  I love to be part of a good wedding!

Bina is lovely.  She's gentle and elegant, but has the most excellent sense of humour, and I love it that she is friends with my daughter.  I asked Anne if she could take a few shots on her camera as well as a backup and it worked really well.  Anne took the long lens shots, and I worked on the record shots during the wedding.
Together, we took nearly 1500 images.  I've chosen 30 to show the world...

The wedding was held at Otehei Bay on Urupukapuka Island in the Bay of Islands, Northland, New Zealand.    Beautiful spot in the Bay.  Gorgeous area to explore too if you're visiting.

Bina and Jonny shared the beach with the rare endangered New Zealand dotterels...


I went over on the first boat in the morning to scope out the island for good wedding shots, and to take photos of Bina relaxing with her friends.  Here she is taking a well earned rest from all the wedding preparations of the last few months.  Her friends and cousins are very supportive.

No wedding is complete without showing off a bit of leg.  The prize goes to the person who can guess which pair of legs has just seen a European Winter.

 I took an old frame over as a prop so tested it out...
The morning was over so quickly, and before long it was time for the bride to start getting ready.  Anne and I started preparing the creative wedding shots...




Once she was ready, and waiting for the service to start.  To calm down the Bride we took her outside and made her get into various poses to take her mind off the service...


The bridesmaids were gorgeously dressed in pohutakawa red, matching the flowering Pohutakawa trees that dotted the island...
Anne took the most amazing shot of Bina....
I loved it in black and white too...
I was able to record the moment when Jonny tripped over his vows.
Anne's long lens shots of the wedding were gorgeous...

While I managed to get a record of some humour from the groom!

Afterwards I took them into the island and made them go into different poses.  They were great, both of them knew what to do without too much prompting, although Jonny did make the comment that he enjoyed me asking them to kiss occasionally!  You'll note the wedding dress blowing about - the Cyclone was beginning to bear down on the area...
The following two - is the same photo, but different colours in the frame.  I can't decide which one I like better.  The one with the black and white in teh middle of the frame makes me think of a digital flat screen TV with a black and white show on it.  What do you think?



Down to the beach with the dotterels and gulls, they danced inside a heart..

 Afterwards Jonny went a bit mad, so I shot him....
Bina practising pulling Jonny away from his toys.  I know that this is pretty normal in most households, especially when it comes to... laptops, cellphones....
Jonny and Bina,  I wish you the utmost happiness together for the rest of your lives.  It was really pleasurable to be able to share your day with you, and it was one of the most memorable weddings I've been to.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Out of the Cracks. The Christchurch Earthquake Aftermath

I headed down to Christchurch last week to do a bit of imbibing with friends and family for Christmas.  It was my first trip since the second of the two big major quakes, and although I knew that parts of Christchurch was in a bad way, and that I thought I knew what to expect,  I was wrong.  It takes a physical visit to see the damage, to understand even a fraction of what it would have been like for the people living in the city and what it might have been like when the earthquake hit.

I was taken to Avonside Drive - one of the worst hit areas, and in the 'Red Zone'.  That is, people have to leave the area as its no longer safe to life there.  The houses are beyond repair, and although many properties have been abandoned (and understandably so), there are still many people living in their damaged homes, holding on to what is dear to them.  I can understand their feelings.

Out of the cracks of the earthquake though, nature is slowly taking over the abandoned properties.  I've been told that if anything ever happened to the human race, it would only take 90 years or so and then nature would take over and very little trace would be found of us.  Certainly, after only 12 months in Christchurch, you can see it happening already.  The earth has chasms, the houses are ruined, but the flowers are in bloom...

This house is bent in so many ways, I couldn't even begin to align it in photoshop.  Nothing around the house was in a straight line either, so the only way I could tell was the alignment of the weeds coming out of the cracks in the pathway!
 The house next door - overgrown...
This house broke my heart.  Its obviously newly built, and like my new house, made from brick.  And this is what happened to it.  I'm on the Alpine fault, so when that goes, my house will most likely end up looking like this. Seems that wooden houses fare a bit better than the brick ones.  (Makes notes for my next house).  Notice all the liquefaction around the house as well.  It was everywhere.
The house sank.  Or the ground came up...
Whatever happened, the garage entrance is now very small.  This is Kellye - she's five foot nothing and a half.  As you can see she can touch the top of the garage, something that is usually impossible for her.  She tells me that further along, there was a house with a garage that went underground.  It filled with water.  It now has a brand new Mini sitting in the garage full of water and the car can not be retrieved.
A lovely curled deck, courtesy of the ground shaking event.
This house also sank.
Once a perfectly flat concrete driveway.  Now uneven sand.
 I took a photo through the glass with the lens up onto the window.  This is an image looking inside at the damage to the floors.  Liquefaction went right through the houses as well.
The cat door, now buried.
And everywhere the flowers bloomed beautifully, oblivious of the ruins around them.
Blooming in every conceivable crevice and crack wreaked by the huge earthquake... 
Gates can no longer be opened or shut.  My curiosity got the better of me so I wandered through...
The kitchen door was open so I took a photo of inside.  The liquefaction was all over the floor.
Bedrooms ruined, and mould now on the walls..
Carpets and underlay ruined as well.  It would be absolutely heartbreaking for any owner.
Another near new house with huge cracks in the plasterboard.  Didn't really stand a chance.
Everywhere there were port-a-loos still on the side of the roads as the sewerage system around this area is gone.  At least they were bright and colourful!
Many houses had bricks missing, some had props up on the outside holding complete sides up.

A bridge that once was almost flat, now squashed together so it rose in the middle..
Roof tiles gone...
Huge chasms in driveways...
I hope they were able to get their car out of the garage.
Bright red poppies growing in the huge chasms...


The Christchurch residents decorating road cones in preparation for Christmas..
This bridge just twisted.  Almost as if someone grabbed each end and yanked it in different directions.
I was told no one was on the bridge at the time of the quake.  Thank goodness for that...
Can you imagine the noise it would have made?  Not only the earthquake giving out a noise like a freight train, but the grinding of metal and concrete when the bridge twisted?

A city rubbish bin also got munted..
And the last word came from the locals...  They didn't like my photojournalism and mum wanted to protect her ducklings from nosy photographers.  I took the hint and left...
I have vertigo pretty much 24/7 anyway, but being in Christchurch it was 10x worse than normal.  Being in buildings that were on a slant because of uneven foundations, made me feel dizzy and sick.  Driving around on the roads full of potholes made me feel like one of those toy dogs that used to be in the back windows of cars, which used to nod their heads as they go over bumps.

I take my hats off to all those hardy people in Christchurch, and I am looking forward to visiting again to take photos of the rebuild.  You have my utmost respect.