We’ve written for three or four hours – after all that is the designated purpose of our week together, me and a very special friend – before we set off to visit a geriatric who raises the bar of longevity and survival extraordinarily high. Camel Rock, so named by the whitefellas, has been around, one way and another, for 450 million years.
Baked, squeezed, buried, exhumed and eroded
It’s had a rough time of it and bears the marks of its history, as do all old things. It was birthed when an avalanche roared down over the continental shelf, carrying with it broken-down rock ranging from boulders to minute grains, which settled into layers on the bottom of the sea. Over the millennia they have been baked, squeezed, buried, exhumed and eroded to become today’s rockscape. Undulations in the fine layers at the top of each bed record the ripples as the flow comes to rest. Often turbidite beds are stacked on top of each other by many undersea avalanches covering vast periods of time. As you can imagine rocks now are often highly deformed by all this pressure.
Corroboree, ceremony, trade
More recently, the area around Camel Rock became a sacred Aboriginal site. People from up and down the coast and from the Monaro gathered on Murunna Headland above the Rock for corroboree, the last time as recently as the 1930s. Tools were traded and food from ocean, estuary, lake and river shared. A freshwater hole at the base of the southern side of Murunna was a sacred place for women. The head of a woman in the rock was seen as warning of a dangerous rip.
“Restless earth”
We were drawn to visit Camel Rock as a companion piece to an exhibition at the Spiral Gallery in Bega. The title of the exhibition is part of a quote from Professor Brian Cox: “Earth is our ancestor. The restless earth is your creator.” Joy Georgeson’s ceramic hollow hand-built sculptures, decorated with engobes, oxides and glazes, were inspired by the geology and biology of Camel Rock, and Ivana Gattegno‘s art, acrylic, and black and white charcoal, by the landscape around Gulaga and Mimosa Rocks. You may recognise a pile of stones and the offshore rock in the second image from a recent post.
I would love exploring this stunning place, Meg. I love all your photographs, including the details of the rocks’ personalities. The exhibition looked fabulous too.
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Our beaches – 84 in the shire – are so diverse. Off to another beauty this morning after smoked trevally and a bit of geological rock-smashing
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Sounds like fun! Enjoy your day!
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I hope I’m not too late to send smiles to your friend, she looks so mischievous 🙂 another wonderful rocky arty post Meg. Brian Cox is a bonus 🙂
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Never too lat for smiles, especially Gilly ones. You’re obviously a n too.
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Art imitating real life. Both wonderful.
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Doesn’t art always imitate, one way or another? I enjoyed bringing together three of my main interests.
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What a majestic and primeval looking rock. I like the way you have written about the geological history of the place, the importance of the rock to aboriginal people and the way it is now being represented in contemporary art. Your photos are really evocative. The tall rock in the 2nd photo has are a real feeling of presence about it.
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It was a linking of art and geology in the first place, but then there was the information panel to round out my three preoccupations.
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These information panels that are being placed in the environment these days are really helpful. I find they really extend my understanding of places.
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I’m getting to know my place well enough to pick up occasional errors on info boards. At least they seem to have moved on from vague purple prose and no precise names – this seemed to be NPWS mode twenty years ago.
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Your connection to place is inspiring.
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I’m very childish at times! I was delighted to see your friend peaking round the rocks. 🙂 🙂 I grinned back at her.
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You and me both, Jo!!
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Grinning at you as well, Sue. 🙂 🙂 I need a group hug. Suddenly I’m as depressed as the weather. Nothing serious but a few family issues…
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Have a HUGE hug from me, Jo…. Friends are keeping me smiling, or I would be a real SAD case right now….ooh, I can just see the sun trying to make a minuscule nodding acquaintance….
Keep smiling, ducks…I’m trying
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🙂 🙂
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Not like….
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Oh, I’ve been so unresponsive. Profound apologies. Are you feeling cheerier now? And are issues sorted? Have a sunny hug or three, and maybe a quick ocean hug later.
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Don’t worry- just look forward to your grand adventure. I’m fine 🙂 🙂
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She likes that!
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🙂 🙂
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The exhibit is the perfect complement to the landscape outside. (And vice-versa…)
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Thanks for the tour. can almost see some faces in some of the rock formations above.
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