Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Torches for the afterlife

Dear reader,



Tattoos fascinate me. The symbolism, tradition, story behind them. It's curious, how almost every tribe in the world practices some form of placing marks upon their skin. Whether it's cutting, tattooing or even henna. It's a symptom of the universal human tendency to make their stories known, of commemorating their experiences and sharing them with each other.

In Borneo, tattooing is a major deal. It isn't that uncommon to see little old ladies at the Sunday market, stooped backs, hair in buns or braids, with tattoos adorning their arms. Recently, tourism has taken over and figuratively blown the lid wide open on the tattooing industry. For the locals, it used to be a point of shame, a mistake of their youth, some primitive custom that society had outgrown. But nowadays, the interest foreigners have shown concerning tattoos have made them acceptable again; encouraged, exotic even. It's funny, how the appreciation of outsiders managed to bring about the acceptance of the locals.

In my tribe, (the Kayan tribe) besides being a talisman against evil spirits and bad luck, tattoos were also regarded as a sort of merit and reward system. The same way a girl scout would receive a badge for successfully lighting a fire, or for tying a specific knot, Kayan girls would receive tattoos based on their achievements. The more tattoos, the more useful and talented or highbred the girl was, hence the better wife she would make. One interesting thing about Kayan tattoo culture is that all tattoo artists were women. Kayan men didn't give tattoos, but they did receive tattoos, usually for protection and luck. My grandfather had no tattoos that I am aware of, which, I suppose, is unusual.

The Iban tribe, however, were much more poetic concerning their tattoo culture. The bunga terung tattoo (inaccurately translated as the 'Borneo Rose' for the tourists) is the most iconic Borneo tattoo. It is, literally, the traveler's tattoo. Its correct translation is 'eggplant flower'. It signifies the journey a boy must take to become a man. The spiral motif in the middle is the winding road to manhood, the petals surrounding it symbolize the obstacles he overcame along the way. The 'eggplant flower' was typically tattooed in pairs, on both shoulders just below the collar bone. They were placed where the straps of a pack would rest, to strengthen the wearer on their path to adulthood.




Like the Kayan people, Iban people used tattoos to describe their experiences, as a journal of sorts. Their experiences were a bit more adventurous than weaving and cooking, however. Neck and hand tattoos were the rarest. The former because it was extremely painful, the latter because you had to have killed a man. It showed your skill as a warrior, headhunter, or protector of your village.

Most Iban tattoos are solid and organic, depicting stylized animals or plants. Kayan tattoos, on the other hand, were more geometric and symmetric. Kayan society was aristocratic, ruled by the royal family and divided into different castes. The Iban people were more like socialists, and they didn't have a single tattoo artist. They simply took turns tattooing each other. Perhaps that's what caused the differences in tattoo designs.


Examples of Iban tattoo motifs



Examples of Kayan women's arm and hand tattoos


The poetry comes in when you find out the reason behind Iban tattoos. They believed that, when a person dies, their tattoos become torches, or beacons to guide the way in the afterlife. The more tattoos a person has, the brighter they shine, and the clearer the path becomes. Basically, their past experiences and triumphs eventually become their guide, their roadmap to navigating their way to paradise. Beautiful, isn't it?

Well. Enough anthropology for one day. I wonder if I'll ever get a second tattoo, a traditional one this time. Time will tell, I suppose. That's all from me, dear reader. Til next time, I remain



Yours,

Figgy.


Sunday, June 27, 2010

I'm poor, don't sue me!

Dear reader,


So you know about the super secret, awesome, special project I worked on last March? Yeah. I was the only one who could draw (period), so I was assigned the task of illustrating a few of the legends in our book. I've decided to share them with you, dear reader. I just hope the organizers don't find out about this. It's scary. All that junk about how they own the 'intellectual property' we churn out for the project. It's like they control my thoughts or something. Like they're the aliens in all those body-snatcher type movies. We're in your head, you can't escape our clutches. Resistance is futile!


Anyway. Here they are. Enjoy.




















Aaaand...that's it. Not much to look at, are they? But I'm proud of them. Especially the second one, with the girl crouching behind the bushes. I love her lines and her expression. The rest are kind of so-so.


So, I think that's enough for one day. I'll be seeing you next time, dear reader. Til we meet again.






Yours,




Figgy the Financially Destitute College Student




P/S: If you're curious about what the stories behind the pictures are, feel free to ask. I'll summarize it for you. Summary is not plagiarism. As long as you paraphrase and cite your sources. Ha. So there.



Thursday, December 17, 2009

YES.I.SEE

Dear reader,



Just a quick post to say I'll be really, really busy for the next two months doing something really, really important. So don't be surprised if my next post is in March or something. I'm involved in a youth project called the YES.I.SEE program, run by several parties: AZAM, Faradale Media and People Consultancy Systems. So anyway, the YES program is very different from other youth-oriented government-run programs. You know all of those endless workshops or seminars hosted by the government: go somewhere for a few days, have fun, learn a few things, then go home and continue to live your life the way you've always lived it. No change, no impact. In the YES program, there are about 5 or 6 groups of teens and young adults working together to develop their projects; real businesses, products or services whose main aim is to impact the society and state of Sarawak in a positive way. Yes, you heard me right. Imagine, an innovative and socially-beneficial business run by, developed by and launched by a group of Sarawakian teenagers. Thinks of the impact we'll make in Sarawak...we're change agents.





All our launch dates are set for early March, so...it's crunch time. Non-stop working til the end of February. I don't have the time to tell you about the other teams' ideas, so I'll just tell you a little about mine. We have decided on publishing a book on Sarawak. It's going to be called 'Past and Present Unite: Preserving Sarawak'. And our team...organisation...task force...group is called 'Borneo Birthright'. Got a nice ring to it, don't it? Watch out for the website, which will be coming out...soon. As soon as I'm done with the logo design and what-not. For now, you'll have to be satisfied with our Facebook profile (add us!) and Fb group (join us!).


So, this book is going to be about the cultures in Sarawak, all of them in one book. A compilation of stories and legends, biographies and photographs: a coffee table book, I guess. Oh, speaking of photographs, Borneo Birthright is hosting a photography competition. No huge monetary prizes or anything, but the winning photos will be featured in our upcoming book. Which will, hopefully, be sold to tourists, locals, whatever, online, all over the world. If you want to enter the competition, my photography-inclined reader, please email us at borneobirthright@yahoo.com for details. We'll release a prototype of the book on March 1st with all the final photos and stories, and hopefully get the Sarawak Tourism Board or whatever to sponsor us and get us published.


Are you excited?! Cause I am! I'm going to meet with one of my team members today to decide on the logo design...which I have to get working on right now. So, wish me luck! See you 'round the bend. Til then, I remain...




Yours,


Figgy the Change Agent