A noun matters, it signifies implicit meanings, enabling those who understand what the noun is signifying, to utilize it for axiological, praxeological and ontological assessment, which furthermore, can have material socio-economic and cultural repercussions, as I hope to illustrate. Somebody asks if we like the taste of something, a mushroom, for example. The word …
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Jonathan is a very good friend of mine. i went to university with him & he taught & continues to teach me so much about how to be a person.
He’s a real Renaissance man.
i was despondent when he stopped blogging simply because he writes so well & from such an informed position on so many subjects. i mean, in this post alone we have plants, their Latin nomenclature, a foraged smoothie, a Scottish poem, with his own very funny translation & some pretty nifty photography.
If you like food, growing, foraging, life, health, poetry & pretty much everything wild & natural, Jon is your man.
When he visited me in Jeju we did a bit of foraging & i loved it. Watching his mind process everything is just a marvel.
i don’t bandy the word genius around easily, but Jon really seems to be one of those people who can just do stuff, alot of it, very well.
i highly recommend reading everything from his blog & let’s try & get him posting regularly, if only for my benefit.
Copyright Evey Kwong 2017
It seems I’ve neglected the Grunewald Foraging blog for some time. The truth is, my intention for this website is not to record or detail my foraging walks (though I might refer to them for some specific reason); the blog was started more to record my wild food way, my personal journey, and my attempt to navigate my life by way of wild plants and the gifts of the natural world.
If anyone was interested in Part II of the Islay Foragers blog post, I have to say that I lost all my data and photos about that week in a laptop core-meltdown, which means I only have the photos I posted on social media, which amounts to a photo of some seafoam-green sea-holly (Eryngium maritimum) and a doughty little patch of Scot’s lovage, (Ligusticum scoticum), the last of these being a…
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the next in Joey Rositano’s series Jeju Island’s Haenyo: A User’s Manual. please get yourself over to pagansweare & leave yours comments or follow please. Joey has a very unique foot in the door, owing to his contacts & capability with the Jeju local dialect, among many other talents. you can learn much about the culture of Jeju & especially its Haenyo, which you aren’t going to find much written about in your local bookstore. here is a man in the thick of it who can provide information on these unique women which is not easy to come across, take advantage.
The women of one coastal village on Jeju Island, South Korea are so tough, even the shamans feel a certain hesitation to perform rituals there.
I can attest to their toughness. Pyeol-ro-Neo-man-ri was one of the first villages I explored and probably the village, over several years, that I returned to the most. One afternoon in late spring, I found myself in a small country lane, squaring off with a woman, probably in her late sixties, who’d raised her fist higher than my head. She was threatening to smash my camera right out of my hands.
In retrospect, her trying to smash my camera would have made for great video. I tried to joke my way out of the situation, but her face remained stern. So, I made it clear I was only trying collect some information.
“What information?” she asked.
“About traditions, stuff like that,” I said.
“There’s…
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2nd post in Joey Rositano’s series on the Haenyo, woman divers native to Jeju Island. this series is not to be missed by anyone with a fascination for native religions, anthropology & culture. Joey knows his stuff, he has been researching on Jeju religious practice for about 5 years or so has published a book of photography called Spirits & is in the process of making a documentary on the topic of Jeju shamanism.
I had a beautiful experience once, one night drinking wine on a coastal boardwalk, in a village just outside of the city.
It was mid-summer. I think in those days I was inviting whoever I could to come out where I lived to share some wine and conversation. Otherwise, it was pretty lonely. On this particular evening, a young woman I found walking down the boardwalk, Young Ji, joined me.
As we walked along, Young Ji told me about herself. She had grown up on the southern coast of Jeju Island, in a woman diver’s house, right on the beach. The diver wasn’t her grandmother by blood, but one of her grandfather’s wives. In those days, many Jeju Island men had several wives. Not because they were upper class (upper class men often did have several wives long ago in Korea), but because there were so few men. Many died…
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you may remember Joe’s photographs from previous posts i did. Joe lives on Jeju, has done for years & for a good chunk of that time he has been documenting shamanism on the island which led him inevitably to the haenyo divers. this interview with the youngest haenyo is an excellent window into the mindset & activities of these mysterious & fascinating women, who are catching the attention of the world more & more.
The following is an interview with one of the island’s younger divers who I will be calling Kyoung Jin Park. Kyoung Jin wishes to remain anonymous and asked not to have her photo featured in the post. On our first meeting, we sat down together at a coffee shop. In the following interview, she reflects on the trials and joys of being a young diver. We discussed her experiences with overbearing photographers, the artisans capitalizing on the women divers’ image and the recent…
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