Trinde < > Wednesday / by Charlotte Haywood

Phil's abode.

Phil's abode.

Lennox smitten at the watermelon farm.

Lennox smitten at the watermelon farm.

Seaside vegetation crossover.

Seaside vegetation crossover.

Volcanic verse vegetation.

Volcanic verse vegetation.

Jeremy angle traverses, very close to the sun!

Jeremy angle traverses, very close to the sun!

Grey concrete verses grey palm trunk.

Grey concrete verses grey palm trunk.

Everybody has their own perspective......

Everybody has their own perspective......

......and own looking glass.

......and own looking glass.

Breakfast Q & A with Ralph Regenvanu was invigorating. The relaxed environment or the island way made the discussion candid and real. He spoke openly about issues that were pertinent to us all. Gracing us with his time and insight. I became aware with a question I had for him about women's status improving due to a campaign implemented by the Cultural Museum and Womens Council, that it had most likely occurred at the time when he was the director at the Museum. Mucho respect. The campaign had a slogan of "women have kastom too" equalling women's role in kastom to that of their male counterpart.  I found this so intriguing, of empowering women through traditional values in contemporary society.

Our trip to the organic farm, watermelon farm, lunch, deserted resort began to cement collaborations.  Landscapes were crossed and cultures too. Stepping into our lunch spot, we saw how the other half dined. It wasn't the cruise shippers, it was the upper eschalence of white linen, transparent floaty dresses and furrowed brows. They did not exude the happiness of the local Ni-Vanuatu, the happiest people on the planet. Nor did they notice that local missionary enthused custom had deployed modest clothing to cover up one's nakedness.

Jeremy, Amanda and my discussions furthered throughout the day. Communication became a key. We wanted a translatable communication medium, sand droing was becoming a significant player in describing the introduced and the detriment caused, symbolised by plastics in the landscape. Was it possible for Edgar to create a new narrative in sand-droing that represented this? We were to meet with him at 2pm on Pikanini day, a public holiday, but due to the large cruise ship due in that day establishments were to remain open part of the day.

Vanuatu has after PNG the highest amount of languages per capita. Due to this nature and the expanse of the Islands other forms of communication were needed. As Edgar had explained first came smoke then came sand-droing.