Amphibious Trilogies

Dancing Recurrences

Today, Brynjar defends his Ph.D.-work called Dancing Recurrences – a performative practice within dance and dance-making.

The public defence takes place on ZOOM between 12:00–15:00 on April 21 2020. The appraisal committee constitutes Rolf Hughes (chair), Sophia Lycouris and Scott deLaHunta.

See the announcement:

Good luck, Brynjar.


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The pond in Dvornovice and the Bohemian Landscape in Rumania

For a number of years I have lectured at the Environmental Programs at the Masaryk University in Brno in the Czech Republic. The international students from a variety of disciplines from art, urban planning, philosophy social sciences, biology, botany, medicine and even defence studies. The topic man’s relationship to nature and questions of how identity connects to landscape. My local partners, Czech scholars with a strong connection to their own landscape as well as environmental activists.

Pavel Klvač is the director of the library and cultural centre of Vyškov and a former lecturer of the Mendel University and the Environmental Programs at the Masaryk University in Brno in the Czech Republic. At the time of our travel, he was working at the local museum or rather collection of traditional farm animals including a large pond of fish. Fish farming with Carp (Cyprinus carpio) and Tench (Tinca tinca) and being a traditional part of Czech agriculture.

Together with the lecturer Dr. Zybynĕk Ulčák from the Masaryk University, he has studied rural traditions and landscape use in traditional farming communities in the Czech countryside as well as in Czech Moravian settler communities settled in Ukraine and Rumania. Such settlements made in the first third of the nineteenth century along the borders of the Austrian Hungarian Empire to protect against hostile neighbours. In Banat in Romania, the first wave of migration was in 1820 – 1824. Skilled Czech woodcutters and their families recruited by a local timber merchant and established a number of villages in remote forested areas in Banat. The Second wave came in 1826 to 1830 and established additional villages connected by footpaths with access to the outside by the Danube. The big river connected them to the big towns of Vienna, Bratislava, Buda and Pest (Klvač, 2009: 75).

The Czech populations have maintained their language and identity. They use the landscape as in the past maintaining subsistence farming, farming crops and methods as in the old time. Thus, agricultural techniques, old breeds of animals, species of plants and fruit trees maintained representing a resource that has disappeared in the home country. Still, it is as Pavel points out, a dying tradition. Many young people migrate, modern technology, electricity and even roads are changing the social structures of the small Czech villages.

Pavel is from Drnovice a small Moravian village near the larger town Vyškov. Just outside of the town there are a pond seasonally filled to the brim with water and in dry summers nearly completely dry. By the pond is a cross and there are a yearly procession from the local church to the pond. Tradition tells that the pond since ancient times have been held in high regard and is a sacred place for worship as well as place to connect to the spirits of nature. For local amphibians, the pond is the place of mating in the spring. Local frogs, toads and salamanders hibernate and migrate to the pond in the spring. Wildlife come for water and there are a rich insect life of dragonflies and various insects around the pond. Those living in the village have their small plots of land nearby often including a few fruit trees, trees with nuts and small fields used for various crops. Talking with Pavel it is the pond of his town – the one and only sacred pond – there exist other ponds, but none with the same significance. There are no other place with such rich animal life and no other place with such a sacred and spiritual significance.

Zybynĕk Ulčák come from a place close to the Polish border further east. It is a vastly different landscape, but connected to the Drnovice pond and landscape through writings and reflections with Pavel. The latter include expressing himself with artistic means, poetry, music as well as the traditional craft of hard science.

From a scientific point of view the pond in Drnovice is a breeding place of the salamander species Salamandra salamandra, Triturus cristatus, Triturus alpestris and Triturus vulgaris; the toad species Bombina bombina, Bombina variegate, Pelobates fuscus, Bufo bufo, Bufo viridis and Bufo calamita; the frog species Hyla arborea, Rana temporaria, Rana arvalis, Rana dalmatina, Rana ridibunda, Rana lessonae and Rana esculenta. In addition, there are snakes coming to feed on frogs, salamanders and tadpoles (Dungel and Řehák, 2011). It is really an amphibious place with frogs climbing in trees, on the ground and in the pond, salamanders in the pond and toads in the pond and on the ground. In breeding time, some of the amphibians have bright colours others have camouflage like the background. The small tree climbing frogs are green and difficult to see, but easy to hear. In breeding time, it is a concert of frogs and toads, different species each with their own sound. The pond is a stage for performance for amphibians as well as a stage for performance of religious rituals and sermons for humans.

The amphibious project at KHIO had the ambition of visiting the pond in Drnovice. The pond seemed like an ideal stage and environment for the project. However, it turned out that in some years with exceptional draught the pond had no water. The year of our project was such a year and plans had to be changed. As Pavel planned an organized trip to the remote Czech villages in Banat, we decided that the Amphibous project should join. Metaphorically speaking the Czech villages were like ponds of population settled in another country maintaining their Czech identity inside another nation.

Thus, we came to Vienna travelled to Brno and joined a group of Czech travellers to Svatá Helena up in the hills by the Danube. We walked in the terrain, visited small outlying villages, got lost in the forest, visited an island in Danube and certainly we saw amphibians – mostly frogs – numerous frogs – and we saw a nature that has disappeared other places with an abundance of rare flowers and the still existing farming techniques of the past. Horse and oxen pulled wagons. Manual labour and great pride of delicious local tomatoes, salad, local honey, jams, eggs and home baked bread made from locally produced and milled grain.

Living in Svatá Helena, we lived with a family of a husband and wife in their sixties. The two provided our meals and shared their living space with us. Their meals were simply fantastic and the eggs of their hens the best.

Environmental studies at the Masaryk University is a multidisciplinary meeting place for people from a variety of disciplines. Poetry, dance and artistic expressions are part of the approaches of communicating the ecological and environmental challenges we have in today’s world. Thus, choreography was of great interest and added to the menu of approaches to communicate the social and ecological challenges. Coming from Norway our approaches and experience of the landscape were from a perspective of outsiders relating to an historical dimension of another nation as well as another nature and way of living. Still, there were as Pavel, readily pointed out connections in art and nature as well as in the shared humanity and care of other humans.

The isolated Czech villages are like ponds in other cultures. The inhabitants maintain their own identity, culture, language and traditions. Still, they interact with their Rumanian neighbours some of them living in similar isolated communities and even single farms in the midst of the forest – others in the larger settlements along the Danube. On the other side of the river is Serbia also including Czech and Slovak settlements. A little further north Hungary. Another nation with great tensions to Romania. Crossing the border is like in the years of the cold war, long controls of passports and identity papers. Armed border guards who do not make any jokes. The northern part of Romania has a considerable Hungarian minority many of whom would like to be part of Hungary.

The Hungarian German Noble Prize winner of 2009 the author Herta Müller (1953 – ) wrote the book “The Land of the Green Plums” (1999, original of 1993). She described the life as member of the German minority in Romania during the heights of the Ceausescu’s reign of terror and those who left the impoverished provinces, in search of better prospects in the city. In a later book “The Appointment” (2011, original 1997) she manage in the words of a review “to turn the terrifying, the distorted and hideous ugly into something uplifting and beautiful.”

We had to wait for about one hour in the middle of the night travelling into Romania and on the return. There were beautiful flowers by the border control. All of them common wildflowers – weeds as they call them still beautiful if you wish to see the beauty. The French based French Czech author Milan Kundera (1929 – ) wrote about “The Unbearable Lightness of Being” (Kundera 1999, original 1984) – it was a little cold in the night – still a little movement – a few rapid jumps and watching the moths kept us warm.


Dungel, Jan and Řehák (2011). Atlas ryb, obojživelníku a plazu. Praha: Academia

Klvač, Pavel (2012). Backyard Landscapes. Drnovice (Czech Republic): Drnovice Civic Association

Klvač, Pavel (2009).The Bohemian Landscape in Romania- dying tradition. In Falk, Eivind and Weihe, Hans-Jørgen Wallin (2009). Living Crafts. Stavanger: Hertervig Akademisk/ Lillehammer: Norwegian Crafts Development, page 74 – 77.

Klvač, Pavel (2012). Backyard Landscapes. Drnovice (Czech Republic): Drnovice Civic Association

Klvač, Pavel; Buček, Antonín and Lacina, Jan (2011). Příoda a krajina vi okoloí Svaté Heleny. Drnovice: Občanské sdržení Drnka

Klvač, Pavel (2007). In Our Backyard. Drnovice (Czech Republic): Drnovice Civic Association

Klvač, Pavel (2006). Landscape and identity and the mythology of the swamp. In Weihe, Hans-Jørgen Wallin (2006). Tropical Permafrost. Lillehammer: Permafrost Press, page 12 – 19.

Kundera, Milan (1999, original 1984). The Unbearable Lightness of Being. London: Faber and Faber.

Müller, Herta (2011, original 1997). The Appointment. London: Portobello Books

Müller, Herta (1999, original 1993). The Land of Green Plums. London: Granta Books.


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Research Banat

Pondering on field work in the Rumanian Banat region, late May early June 2017, as seen through the guise of a social scientist and historian.

Banat was in the old the time of the old Austrian Hungarian Empire a border area towards the hostile Kingdom of Serbia.  Some of the first shots and military action of the First World War was fired along the border between in Banat was the Danube river. The river being a transport artery of crucial importance for the empire, however further down river under control of Serbia and Rumania and before their independence under the control of the Ottoman Empire. Up-river Roman Catholic and down river Greek-Orthodox, Rumanian-Orthodox, Serbian – Orthodox with small enclaves of Roman Catholics. Protestants and even some Muslim communities. Scattered among them small communities of Roma, Jews, Germans, Czech, Slovaks, traders and travellers of all nations. The fault lines of Europe and some will claim the detonators of war and conflicts in the past and possibly even in the future.

Being a social scientist and historian and working with choreographers, we came to the small Czech community of St. Helena situated in the hills above the Danube on the Rumanian side of the Danube.  We were studying what metaphorically is a pond of populations living in close proximity to the majority population, but still independent and very much in their own world.  The Czech speak their own language, maintain their own traditions and are either Baptists, other protestant denominations or Roman Catholics while the surrounding population is either Rumanian or Roma and Rumanian Orthodox. Other Czech and even German minorities exist close by but mostly accessible by tracks through the forest and a rugged terrain filled with crevices and isolated farms. Scattered here and there up in the mountains farms of Roma and people living a life they have for centuries. Horse pulled wagons with horses with feathers and decorations to scare away wolves and bears.  Huge pigs on the outlying farm serve as protection against wolves and bears as well as a source of food and lubrication.

In the middle of it all the new inventions of windmills putting the wind blowing down-river and sometimes up- river and across the ridges into electricity.  Part of my study is historical connections and part how a small minority culture maintain their traditions is part of my study. Part of the latter includes the maintenance of old farming practices, crops, breed of animals, plants and a traditional landscape.  Then I study how those cultures interact with outsiders.  The latter meaning that I study the choreographers and what they do and how the locals relate to them.  I am one of the team of three, the two others Amanda Steggell and Brynjar Bandlien.  Having another identity I feel different, but the locals understand as all as one category.  We are all outsiders, coming for a visit and staying for a few days. We all come from far-away places and speak together in an alien language neither Czech nor Rumanian.  Luckily, Brynjar can speak Rumanian and thus is the interpreter.

The common humanity, what we share as humans, the meals we have together. Both the locals and we coming as visitors appreciate the beauty of flowers, the taste of the home baked bread, the vegetables from the garden, the meat from the farm animals. Art is another common ground – dance and movements – the choreographed recorded movements. We use new technology and we communicate through new technology. We have audiences in Banat, living up in the hills, members of a small Czech community connected to us by Facebook.

Myself, I have similar experiences from other parts of the world. Some of them living in the extreme northern communities of Inuit in Nunavut in Canada. Suddenly, through Facebook they are in contact with people in another community living under completely different conditions. The Amphibious project, thus does connect and interact with people in far different places and I with questions of movement, music and dance and choreography.

Mobile telephones, horse drawn carts, huge pigs and computers. Windmills and hand pumped water. Limestone country with caves and bats.  The impressions are numerous and contradictory.


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An essay on the physical phenomenon of waves, movements, forces and emotions.

Waves – a physical phenomenon of the surface of a body of water. Influenced by currents, wind and earthquakes sometimes to immense and destructive size. At other times, gentle and small , seemingly caring movement, but always beyond the control of humans. All humans by shores of bodies of water, or in another way being on the water, do study and interpret waves. Waves are happiness, despair and grief representing emotions and physical forces, of which we have to relate to in an extended choreography, but never disciplined and void of instructions.

Emotions are like waves and the cycle of life is like a wave. No one can ever step into the same water twice in a river, neither in a lake nor in the sea. Ponds however might give the illusion of representing the ‘stagnant’ always the same – still it is an illusion. Even a pond is a body of water in interaction with its surroundings.

Having studied big disasters at sea, talked with survivors and relatives of those that died I realise that humans face the uncontrollable and again and again must fate the futility and limit of their seagoing devices, whether ships or oil-drilling vessels. Waves hammer constructions with a tirelessness of sledge-like blows. Sometimes for long times moving slowly and others, sometimes moving rapidly.

My interests in waves are two. The number one is navigating and survival of the waves of stormy weather. The other is the emotional aspect. In stormy weather both emotional and physical are just a matter of survival and coping with a challenge. One that can turn into the end of human existence. However, reactions are different and even in emotions – no wind and no challenges might be lethal. In the time of sailing vessels, being in the doldrums was dramatic. No movement, just the complete and lethal calmness.

Being with humans that has lost their dear ones at sea. I encounter different reactions to waves. Quite a number describe them as reflecting their own emotions. They represent grief, anger, despair, comfort, reflections and relating to the existential. For some, they represent the forces of God and what is beyond human control. Some cannot face the sea after the loss of a dear one and a great number find comfort in walking along shores and reflecting on the waves and with the waves. One wife that lost her husband told me that she had to be by the sea to cope with his death. She found great comfort in seeing the sea- whether in storm or in calm conditions.

Somewhere beyond the surface, her dead husband had his grave. “The Sea is the greatest cemetery in the world,” she said – and told me that her prayers and what made her cope with his death was the waves. She brought their children to the seashore. They watched the seagulls and storm petrels skimming the waves. The latter only to seen in moonlight conditions, black shadows just visible above the foaming surface of big waves. “I guess, I imagine them more than see the storm petrels,” she said – having read about them and thought they represented the greatest mystery of the sea and the night.

She came from a family of sailors. Men had died at sea for generations. Still as she said, the doldrums are worse. The calmness of the mirror-like surface after death and destructions. There were no tears, only the numbness. She had to return to the seashore to see the sea crash foaming onto the beach and rocks in order to feel like she regained her mental self. Her children were a great comfort, but the sea and the waves made her close to herself and the memory of her dead husband.

Reading the waves is the essence of navigation, either in relations or as a sailor. The words were from a fisherman of a small archipelago of islands at the coastline of Helgeland in northern Norway. His main navigational skill was, in his opinion, his ability to read the wind, currents and waves. Skills as ancient as man have used boats. Waves are information of what to come and what is in the past. The waves after a big storm are different from those warning of a new storm. His wife was the same – all waves to be understand and taken into consideration. I guess, as he said, I am the same all waves. He emphasised his love of the sea and his wife and coped with the waves of them both. “The good thing” he said “is that “she copes with my waves as well.”

To recap, emotions are likened to waves and the cycle of life is like a wave. No one can ever steps into the same water twice, whether in a river, neither in a lake nor in the sea. Ponds, however, might give the illusion of representing the stagnant , the always the same – still it is an illusion. Even if a pond is a small body of water, whether waves or ripples, ponds do interact within the surroundings.


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Welcome to the world of Amphibious Trilogies, an artistic research project centered on islands, ponds and passages. In times of rapid climate change, what may happen if we think, move and do amphibiously?

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What are amphibians?

Home in the water and home at land. Lives part of the life in water and part on land. Animals of humidity – some of them able to adapt to long periods on land and long periods in water. Still some of them climb in trees and bushes and some stay close to ground. Some can leap, some climb, and some can crawl and all can swim. None of them has wings and none has feathers and fur. Egg laying creatures and most of them lay eggs in jelly like substance in stagnant water.

Salamandra salamandra is a black salamander with orange yellow patterns, Triturus alpestris lighter, smaller with an orange underneath and a magnificent tail, Triturus vulgaris is more brownish, spotted and partly bluish at the bottom part of the tail, Triturus montandoni is more brownish, but still with a orange underneath and Triturus helveticus is fairly similar. Salamanders come in different sizes and colours. They are dragons of the past and love water. In fact, they depend on water for their eggs. The hatched eggs and tadpoles belong in water.

Toads and frogs look similar, but in fact, they live different lives. Toads can survive dry areas and some of them stay places frogs will never survive.  It exist a great variety Bombina bombina is red and black underneath and dark on top. If you look close, you will see spots like a leopard on top. Bombina variegate is rather similar but far more brown on top – nearly like chocolate and chocking yellow with black patterns underneath. Pelobates fuscus is light brown and Bufo bufo, the toad of the north is very darkish brown. Further south Bufo viridis is light greeyish with green patterns, Bufo calmatia sticks to the brownish, but the throat can blow up like a balloon and turn blue when it sounds. Hyla arborea is green and climbs in reed, bushes and trees.  It is also capable of blowing up the throat like a yellowish balloon when it makes sound. Rana temporaria is quitebrownish, Rana arvalis have a male that is blue, Rana dalamtia is a slimmer version of temporaria, Rana ridibunda has a yellowish stripe on top, Rana lessonae has a green male and darker female and Rana esculenta – the edible frog is more greenish.

All frogs and toads can be kissed, but be aware that toads can be slightly poisonous. If you take the risk and kiss a sufficient number, you will find a prince or a princess. Such is the tradition and according to history and folk tales, it is true.

Storks, and big birds, fish and foxes are enemies of amphibians and love to eat them. Amphibians eat others and such is life. But only humans dare to kiss them and only humans are bewitched to be frogs and toads.


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Ny Ålesund

DAY 10 on the Arctic Floating University Expedition
2 July 2019
A pond, a train, science, topped up with a dose of Tai chi

The purpose of this excursion is to attend a presentation Norwegian Polar Institute on Spitsbergen. However, students from Korea hope to gather micro organisms in the sedimentary layers close to the sea. Likewise, the Chinese entourage intends to collect samples for oil research. They also visit their colleagues in the Chinese enclave.

A glacier slithers into the sea as we prepare to land on Ny-Ålesund.

Onboard the ship I watch the iceberg melting.

In the distance the NASA Satellite Basecamp, two towers making a gateway, a passage of sorts.

It’s 11.40: Two hours late, waiting for a calm gap in the weather, (Norwegian time) we land Ny-Ålesund. Here is Brynjar with Prof. M in the background, and to the left, the iceberg clones the colour of the ship’s hull. We are met by a poster instructing us to keep Radio Silence when in the settlement.

Yesterday, one of the RIBs got an engine failure. With one RIB out of drift it’s taking a long time to get all the participants onto the land. Before this happens we are prohibited to go beyond the harbour area. It’s really frustrating. Only the scientists collecting samples and the organisers are allowed to wander at will, on the beaches and along the road. I break the embargo to get a shot of geese being chased by an arctic fox alongside a brackish pond.

There’s a little train close by. It once took coal down to the shore from the coal mines and onto cargo boats.

Such a strange sight to see. When I was a child living on the coast of Kent, UK, I used to take the little steam train, just like this one, from Dymchurch across the Romney Marsh to the Dungeness Nuclear Power Station.

Still waiting, I take the chance to talk to two friendly Swedish voyagers moored on the pontoon. They have been sailing for almost two years between the Arctic and Antarctic regions, mostly powered by the wind. They cheer me up.

13.16: Why is Ny Ålesund so important? This is the question that meets us in the presentation of the Norwegian Polar Institute on Spitsbergen. It focuses on environmental research and management. Due to delays, instead of the intended programme we are served a general presentation. I am disappointed. Even in this situation I would think that we can establish a middle ground, a conversation that discusses and moves debates. I must admit that I would rather spend the short time in Ny-Ålesund doing things outdoors.

14.30: Heading down to the harbour we meet a scientist taking a gaggle of Svalbard barnacle goslings for walk. They find their feeding ground close to two water tanks. The scientist tells me that her research involves analysing the growth rate of the geese as affected by climate change. The goslings seem so happy, grazing frenziedly on arctic flora. Their surrogate mother packs them up into a small cloth bag and takes them (home?) to the lab. These are migrating birds. I wonder if they will survive in the wild.

Waiting for the RIB to come Brynjar initiates a collective Tai chi session alongside the sea. The wind has picked up and rain starts to come. Tomorrow, if the sea wills, we will hopefully land on Pyramiden.


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Reverse worlds

Day 8 on the Floating Arctic University Expedition
Friday 29 June 2019
reflections, islands, ponds, poles, passages

NASA says that ‘the primary difference between the Arctic and Antarctica is geographical. The Arctic is an ocean, covered by a thin layer of perennial sea ice and surrounded by land. Antarctica, on the other hand, is a continent, covered by a very thick ice cap and surrounded by a rim of sea ice and the Southern Ocean’.

During the summer melt season the Arctic sea ice’s edge retreats toward the North Pole, only to re-grow during the Arctic winter. Antarctic sea ice expands during the winter, only to melt back largely to the continent’s edge in summer.

Listening to lectures on the ship, we hear of the affect of climate change in both of theses polar regions. As the Arctic and the Antarctic are regions that hold a lot of ice, together they act as circumpolar air conditioners for the Earth’s system. In short, the Arctic is experiencing high temperatures, leading to significant sea ice loss. The Antarctic is experiencing a colder climate, leading to significant sea ice expansion.

Today, we expect to see the first glimpse of Svalbard on the horizon. In anticipation Brynjar scouts around.

He tells me this; when viewing a landscape photography, the sea will always be perceived or imagined as always pointing to the north.

Octopa whispers: Do not be hoodwinked by this photograph. Remember, we are on a ship floating on waves and winds. It took Amanda some time to capture the image as one would expect from a horizon; a transitional moment between the motion of the ship, up down, side to side.

What happens is that I really get a strong sense of the polar Arctic. I perceive it as a set of scattered islands surrounded by sea. I have witnessed melting icebergs and sea ice floating further south, yet here, close to Svalbard, I now see snow capped mountains and glaciers, engulfed and bounded by the gulf sea.

Thoughts fly to the Antarctic. Once again, I imagine the continent as a large water basin that holds about 70% of freshwater on planet Earth, a frozen pond lying on the crust of the earth.

So now I have it. In Amphibious Trilogies Arctic is island, Antarctic is pond. The Earth is an island cosmically aligned. The pond is about the world, ontologically placed. Hmmm.

But that’s not all. Let’s recap.

You might have seen this imagery before; the Lecture on the North Sea Route by Barbara Schennerlein. This image has captivated me. I suppose that the cone represents the Magnetic North Pole.

For many centuries people have relied on this field using compasses as a navigational tool pointing to the North. While the geographic North Pole sits on the top of the globe, the Magnetic North Pole has been always changing. In recent years scientists have found a substantial shift near the Magnetic North, which now is heading rapidly into Siberia. The roaming of the pole is a problem for boats, aeroplanes and migrating birds depend on compasses rather than GPS navigation.

That the pole is not static is due to movement and turbulence that moves around Earth’s liquid outer core made up of iron and nickel. This molten ocean generates an electric field. It changes, sometimes unpredictably, much like the weather.

Today, the magnetic south pole is moving much more slowly that the north. Earth’s magnetic field is getting weaker prompting scientists to suggest that the north and south poles will eventually swap polarity. It has happened before, many times in the past, the last some 780,000 years ago. The question is when this reversal will happen.

In Amphibious Trilogies we have our own amphibious planet. If you are reading this, then you’re in this topsy turvy tiny world, a terrella of sorts. Whether being submerged or emerged there is no real up nor down, no real north or south, nor east and west, for that matter. The surface of the water is the horizon, the interface is for becoming amphibious.


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Why ponds?

In Amphibious Trilogies ‘pond’ is used to refer to a range of concepts: a small body of still water surrounded by land; a habitat; a water hole; a swamp; a compound; ripples; reflections; pond scum; a garden for natal amphibious creatures.

All of these senses of the term ‘pond’ are related to the kinetic and biologic life of ponds. Pond is situated in a range of contexts and activities. Each of these is placed within the wider frame of an extended choreography. Ecology, historical anthropology and social welfare are connected to ponds.

The origin and meaning of the word ‘pond’ is a variant of ‘pound’, an artificially banked body of water, a confined enclosure. As a verb pond means to hold back or dam up water or other fluid things.

Whether natural or artificially formed, ponds vary in shape, size and usage. Ponds may fill up with water in the wet season, becoming dormant in the dry season when the water evaporates. Usually devoid of fishy competition and predation, ponds provide a haven for the development of natal amphibian and insect species. Ponds forming on melting ancient glaciers harbour an abundance of living micro-organisms.

As ponds are relatively small enclosures, both animal and human-made activities and climate change have an impact on a pond’s ecosystem. But that’s not all.

Pondering is a time for thinking about things carefully, a pause to reflect upon something really important. As such, the pond thematic serves as a reminder that it is also important to be able to communicate with vulnerable persons; the very young and the very old, and those who are forcibly displaced due to persecution, conflict, violence, or human rights violations.


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What ponds?

A pond is a body of water, but it is not a sea and neither a lake.  It is a body of stagnant water, but not a puddle. Ponds can come in different sizes and always surrounded by land. Still water might drain into a pond and it might drain out of a pond. Water is never completely without movement.  Evaporation and drainage will empty a pond. Streams, rain and groundwater will fill a pond.

For some creatures as well as other living beings, the pond is the world. For others it is a place of temporary stay and for some it is a necessity in a stage of life. Amphibious life needs the pond. The pond is part of the life cycle for frogs, toads and salamanders. Water is life for all of us. Plants, animals and humans all need water. The acknowledgment of water as part of life is an acknowledgement of what we share with other living beings.

Waterlilies, dragonflies and tadpoles belongs to the summer. Even in the winter, there is life on-, and within ice-covered ponds. The pond is the future and place of new life. It is a sacred place since ancient times for humans as well as other life. In the morning mist elves are dancing on the surface, in warm summers dragonflies dance and in the night bats will hunt for dancing moths.

As a metaphor, the pond can represent change and life, possibilities and the stagnant, the isolated and different, surrounded by another world, the sacred and bewitched and numerous other images.


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