Andreana

3:22am
7 October 2017

Embodied Stories: the case for heritage conservation in Australia

Stephanie Onderchanin, 'Feet', Flickr, Creative Commons

Stephanie Onderchanin, 'Feet', Flickr, Creative Commons

My grandfather has built many houses. The house I know best is the one that sits on a corner block, a stone’s throw from the Rye foreshore. I have slept many nights in familiar-smelling sheets in that house, dragged shoes full of sand across the carpet in that house, worried about zits in the sun-filled bathroom of that house, and eaten thickly buttered raison toast in bed with Gran in that house. This was the last house my grandfather built.

My grandfather is no longer with us, and a few months ago Gran moved out, into a nursing home. The house is still there, and I think a lot about it and its riotous garden, which I imagine right now is a giddy wash of spring colour. I haven’t been there since Gran left, but I imagine that everything is still in its place: the two big moss-green armchairs in which my grandparents watched the footy and The Bill; Gran’s beloved piano in the front room topped with a photo of two-year-old me playing it; the mustard-upholstered chrome-legged school by the kitchen bench, next to the phone and the bowl of liquorice allsorts. If I sat there again, I might imagine talking politics with my grandfather while he does the washing up.

Last time I visited Gran at the house, she tried to give me the photo of little Andreana playing the piano. I conveniently forgot to take it home; it’s still sitting there on the piano. Because when I think about it, what I actually want is for that house and those things to be there forever, in the same spots. I want the house to remain as it is, always.

Humans, stories and things

I have heard it said that humans are the only creatures that tell stories, and that this, in fact, is the defining feature of our humanity. It is the story we tell of ourselves – where we come from, where we are going – that is, in a sense, who we are. Our narrative is our identity; we are our story.

I have just finished a wonderful stint at the National Trust, who describe themselves as story-tellers. The interesting thing about this organisation is that it is chiefly occupied by material places and objects. I have often pondered this: why are these things so important? Why is it not enough to just tell stories; why is it important that they are somehow told while standing in the servant quarters of the ornate mansion, or hovering close to the hand-printed floral silk cape?

The reason, I think, is because as enfleshed creatures, our ability to remember is rested in some profound way on the ground on which we walk and the things we can pick up in our hands. Our stories, it seems, are best served when they are embodied in physicality. This is why I want my grandparents’ house to be there forever, with the same fiddly lock on the front gate and the magpie statue still perched by the heater.

From what I understand, the rooting of memory and story in physical place is, for many Aboriginal people, extraordinarily strong – to the point where the land and all it contains is sacred. I think that settler people like myself only experience the very beginning of that connection, because our relationship to this place is so recent and so fraught. This is why we often crave a return to our homelands (for me this is in Europe), to find where our ancestors lived and where they are buried. Our homeland is where a large part of our story – and therefore our identity – abides.

Why we need heritage conservation in Australia

If our identity-forming stories find their homes in the physical places and objects of our lives, then it is vitally important that these things are conserved. This, I believe, is the raison d'être of heritage conservation.

In Australia, the work of heritage conservation is critical [...]


Tom

9:31pm
10 August 2017

Hey Christians, Watch Out for the Plebiscite

So the plebiscite is coming. It’s not the one we were told we’d be having (then told we were not having) but it is still a chance for us to make our opinion on whether same-sex marriage should be legalised known. Now that it has been decided that it’s happening, lobby groups and people with opinions all over the country are gearing up for a fight. For those of us who are Christians, how we engage with this is important; we can either help the cause of Jesus or hinder it. So here are four ideas for Christians about how we can do this plebiscite well.

Don’t say horrible things about other humans

No matter where you stand, there’s a very good chance that all of us are going to be tempted to say mean things about other people – whether they identify as LGBTQI, as a conservative Christian, a progressive Christian, a politician, a combination of these, or something else entirely. Facebook is already full of people debating the value, or lack thereof, of this plebiscite. All the people you interact with, and speak about, whether in broad generalisations or in very specific terms, are made in the image of God, they are loved by him, and Jesus died for them. Treat them for who they are. They are God’s and he will take your treatment of them personally.

Particularly watch how you speak about people from the LGBTQI community, especially if, like me, you’re a Christian who is not from this community yourself and therefore may not know what you’re talking about and probably cannot speak on their behalf. You may say something deeply hurtful out of ignorance more than malice, but whatever your motives or intentions, you are still responsible for your words. Be careful. How should you be careful? I’ll show you a most excellent way…

Be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to become angry

In case you’re wondering, that’s a quote from James 1:19. What if our first response to someone who disagrees with us either online or IRL was “Tell me more”, “I don’t know enough about this, help me understand”, or “Thank you, I hadn’t thought of things that way.” Chances are whatever you want to say has already been said, so you probably don’t need to say it again, they’ve heard it before. But what if you were known as someone who listened, someone who was thoughtful, and someone who was not easily baited. That’s probably better than being known as someone who thinks they’re right, and tells everyone else why they’re right, and how everyone can be right like them.

If you’re going to vote, don’t be proud of how you are going to vote

You may be tempted to be proud of how progressive and accepting you are because you are choosing to vote for same-sex marriage. You may be tempted to be pleased with yourself for standing firm in the face of negative public opinion because you will choose to vote against same-sex marriage. But there is no place for pride in the life of a Christian. Your value is not found in your moral values or your political or social opinion. You are no better or worse a person in the eyes of God because you vote “Yes” or “No”. Boast only in Christ, approach everything else with the humility of someone who knows your righteousness is not found in your actions but in his.

If it won’t help the Gospel, stop

My biggest concern with any discussion about this plebiscite is that we get distracted by things that are less important than the gospel [...]


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