I read Jessica Meyer’s Breaking the Silence last week and nodded and thought and sighed. I too have got out of the habit of blogging. Life, other work and teaching for the first time felt like they had got in the way. But really, as I got used to new demands on my time there was time and space to write. I had just not felt the need (or desire) to exercise those particular muscles.
Archibald Baxter’s We Will Not Cease  was a memoir of his experience of the war in its entirety that has had many published editions and been critically acclaimed for his portrayal of the horrific treatment he received as a conscientious objector.
Before the war Baxter had ‘reached the point of view that war – all war – was wrong, futile, and destructive alike to victor and vanquished.’ Baxter had heard speeches during the Boer War and read pacifist and anti-war literature that led him to form a Christian Socialist viewpoint. This was reinforced by a speech Keir Hardie made in 1908 when he visited New Zealand and Baxter concluded that war would not solve any problems. We Will Not Cease, first published in 1939, is an exceptional story of Baxter’s bravery and resolve in resisting participation in the war, from his arrest in 1915 and subsequent imprisonment to being shipped to Europe against his will and forced to the front line.
The literary First World War is none so evident than in the plethora of trench newspapers and magazines produced by serving troops. In the trenches, behind the lines, even on their journey to war, the men collaborated together to produce collections of essays, stories, cartoons, song lyrics and jokes of varying length and quality. These printed publications served as a creative outlet for the men’s emotional experience of the war in humorous anecdotes, poetry, short stories and art work. The issues could also be sent home to family and friends, a way of sharing one’s feelings about and experience of the war without having to write it down in your own words.
Rikihana Carkeek enlisted with the First Maori Contingent on the outbreak of war, sailing with the contingent to Egypt, Malta and Gallipoli. He was wounded in the battle of Sari Bair. His vivid diary details his war experience, shining a light on the service of the First Maori Contingent. Continue reading
Working within European archives to engage with colonial knowledge is often a problematic experience. Being confronted with the structural and personal inequalities of empire and attempting to understand the repercussions for lived experience is a challenge in recovery and the insights offered by colonial phenomenon and the actions and cultures of the past.
A recent research trip to New Zealand included an exploration of the Sulphur Lake Sculpture Trail in Rotorua.
The First World War has been consistently memorialised in art, even while still ongoing: large institutional commissions, artists on active duty, the sketches made by serving troops to try and illustrate their experience for their families. Based on the theme of ‘The Returning Soldier’, 17 local, national and international artists were invited to create works. These have now been located around the Sulphur Lake in the Government Gardens in a trail as part of the 2015 WWI Gallipoli commemorations, revealing the continuing artistic inspiration that this conflict has precipitated.
Visiting the gardens on a peaceful February evening as the sun dappled the grass through the leaves, the geothermal waters and the area’s historic function as a convalescent home for returning soldiers, formed a tranquil setting.
Jamie Pickernell’s piece ‘Tank Trap’ recalled the Hedgehog tank traps on beaches or fields, with the hope that children visiting the lakes would be tempted to climb over the structure in the same way the artist had clambered over the tank at Rotorua’s Kuirau Park as a child.The object also engaged with the brutality and the symbolism of the cross. The cross featured in Jocelyn Pratt’s ‘Anchor Peace’, representing the role of the Red Cross in the war, while the anchor stone itself acts as a symbol of the returning soldiers’ belief in having fought for future peace.
One of my favourite pieces was this embodiment of Mahuika’s eternal flame by Natanahira Te Pona. Dedicated to the nursing sisterhood and drawing on Maori heritage, the spirit and hope of the sculpture was captivating.