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Holstee Lifecycle Video

by King John on April 21st, 2012

Those designers at Holstee have been busy again, this time revving up their Manifesto Poster into a awesome new video. Love it! Via Brainpickings.

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It’s not all Cigarettes and Sunshine

by The Juggler on April 20th, 2012

The rough and ready writing. Inspiration from the misadventure of the recent past….

3 years, over 15 countries, countless buses, innumerable friends, sunsets, mountains, cafe’s, museums, galleries, beaches, trains, ruins, music, pubs and of course…girls

A collection of short stories exploring my traveling misdemeanors and misadventures. Below, is my canvas of thoughts. A start.

Nothing was ever decided. There was never a plan. I never expected it to be easy. I had no faith, really in anything by the point I’d left. I wanted a fresh start, I felt too young to be who I was becoming. Fear, fear of myself, my lack of understanding, direction. Everything. The most deciding factor to leave was the fear. Let’s be honest – I was running away.

So with the idea that I might be home in 6 months but determined to find out I’d somehow made it to Australia via a 2 week stop-over in the UAE.

How do you imagine Australia? For me  it was always beaches, and beautiful women. Blame Home & Away for that one. Then there’s Fosters, kangaroo’s, koala bears, Steve Irwin and Ayes Rock. But not this, not the realities.
Imagine my shock then at arriving into Melbourne. What did I think? I had no-where to stay and I was fast realising that I was really out of my depth. I’d chosen one of the worst hostel’s possible and was now stuck in the city for at least 2 weeks. Winter time, raining, grey clouds and worse – no plan.
That’s me really, scared of not knowing where I’m going or what I’m doing. I’m autistic, which isn’t an excuse but a truth to accept when wallowing in self pity. ‘Woe is me, I can’t do this, I don’t know how to talk to people, I don’t know anyone, I’m lonely, I miss my girlfriend’ God! I was so deep into my own angst that I was missing the beauty of my opportunity, the world around me was waiting to be explored and me, FUCK! I hate that person, who was I?

I was about to find out – In a big way.

 

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The Thoughts of Writing – Open Letter

by The Juggler on April 3rd, 2012

To Cirque de Nomades Readers,

Sometimes I have trouble writing, I have trouble drawing, I struggle to get in touch with the creative energy inside. Now I’m sure you are all aware of this in your own ways – it’s often known as ‘Writers Block’ that almost physical pain you feel when looking at a blank page. I found a few articles on the subject; there’s some interesting advice around but it is quite generic and I feel, not aimed at the traveling artist.

  • Don’t be too hard on yourself
  • Try to have a schedule
  • Walk away and come back to the project later
  • Set yourself reasonable deadlines

etc, etc. I found these and other’s in a quick google search (http://fictionwriting.about.com/od/writingroadblocks/tp/block.htm) but they all end up with the same advice, what I want though is real advice from the traveling crowd of artists that are out there because our world is detached from the ‘Art as a Job’. Please leave me a comment below the article.

Now, let’s see where my mind takes me, how do I deal with things.
I know that I first started writing in my teens, on various home grown blog’s to my wordpress account and then finally I left it all to boil away, the reason for this was, depression. Not from the writing but from my own realities, my own life. Looking back now I can see in my writing the emotions I was struggling to deal with, don’t get me wrong, it is very typical of teenage angst and the normal trouble with growing up. Unfortunately I couldn’t cope with the pressure anymore and ended up writing for my audience rather than myself (300~ish unique readers per day) this was my personal blog.
Now I am back to writing, when I sit and look at a blank page I have a ritual. To start I think about the past, the present and the future. I do this so I can understand who I am, where I came from and where I am going next. I find to get in touch with my individuality allows me to then pour that onto the page. The next step is to find my inspiration, luckily I have books surrounding me at all times, from my novels I read to my diaries of my travels, and then ofcourse – photo’s. Type, let my fingers do the talking….Oh and send to editor.

Thank you for surviving to the end of my little bit of self examination. Please leave us a comment – we really do love to hear from you and I would love to know how you beat writers block.

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Get Well Soon Juggler!

by King John on March 10th, 2012

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He’s juggled and journaled from one half of the globe to the other. But alas, with a broken hand, there isn’t much juggling for the time being. From Cirque de Nomades, get well soon our Juggler!

See posts by the Juggler here.

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Vintage Travel Posters from 1920 – 1940

by King John on March 9th, 2012
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The Blue Mountains AustraliaThe Golden Age of Travel – Rediscover travel destinations both nearer home and far away. Sit back and wander around this huge and extensive collection of fantastic travel posters from the early half of the 20th century.

The five images above are a small selection from the 350 posters that you can navigate online courtesy of the Boston Public Library’s Print Department’s flickr page.

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Spin Me A Rhyme, Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou

by King John on March 3rd, 2012

Husband and wife musical duo, Trevor Moss and Hannah Lou, are no strangers to travel. They have toured their folk music in village halls, tin tabernacles and last year by boat on the Kennet and Avon Canal – Trevor’s short film of which ‘On Big Water’ can be seen here.

Spin me a Rhyme - Trevor Moss and Hannah LouHaving myself been travelling since Trevor and Hannah’s village hall tour a couple of years ago, sadly I missed out on tabernacles and boats.

But to mark the release of their album ‘Quality First, Last & Forever’ in the USA (and obviously in compensation for putting on two excellent tours while I was out of the country) the couple are offering their single ‘Spin Me A Rhyme’ for free download. Thank you guys! Visit their news page here for details.

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A Sense of the World, Jason Roberts

by King John on February 21st, 2012

Time, if not space, renders all of us travelers. Cling as we might, we are ultimately compelled to let go of the familiar, to forge affinities with the new, and to sense the approach of the more unfamiliar still. We feel our way. If we are as fortunate as the Blind Traveler, we are given the grace to listen, with equal attention, to the intelligence of winds and the solemnity of silence. To remain, joyfully, awake to the path itself. - Jason Roberts, author of ‘A Sense of the World’

Cover picture, A Sense of the World. Jason RobertsImagine if your eyesight was suddenly taken away from you. For a brief time your world would fall to pieces as you awaken to the extent you rely on sight to interpret what is around you. But then may come a sense of calm and confidence as you become re-born, discover new ways of seeing and realise that through sight it’s all too easy to perceive the surface and miss what is underneath.

‘A Sense of the World’ by Jason Roberts is a dense historic biography peppered with poetry and humour revealing the life of one of the worlds most extraordinary travelers, “The Blind Traveler”, James Holman.

Who is James Holman? Jason Roberts, Author of ‘A Sense of the World’:

“James Holman was a whirlwind of incongruities: an intrepid invalid (at times simultaneously incapable of standing up and standing still), a poet turned warrior turned wanderer, a solitary man who remained deeply engaged with humanity. His adventures were neither acts of machismo nor self-aggrandizing stunts – they were, as he put it, a means “to enter into the business of life… communion with the world and its multiplying delights.”

Born in 1786 and raised in Exeter, Holman had a brief career in the Navy during which he was taken ill and became blind (which for the reader of this book preludes a disquieting account of medical practice and supposed cures of the era).

Although this put an end to his Navy career, after struggling with the loss of his sight and learning to be blind, Holman went on to be one of the worlds most prolific and accomplished travelers and writers – even though his work was ridiculed by other travelers of the time who denounced his work as nothing more than rumour and hearsay due to Holman’s lack eyesight.

Holman’s response to this criticism:

“I am constantly asked, and I may as well answer the question here once for all, what is the use of traveling to one who cannot see? … The picturesque in nature, it is true, is shut out from me, and works of art are to me mere outlines of beauty, accessible only to one sense but perhaps this very circumstance affords a stronger zest to curiosity, which is thus impelled to a more close and searching examination of details than would be considered necessary to a traveler who might satisfy himself by the superficial view.”

The message that flows from Holman’s life story seems to be relevant to modern day travel. Higher awareness of the social and environmental impacts of physical sight seeing is inspiring modern day travelers to seek something more than a journey that fades from the present moment into static snapshots, tagged and imprisoned within an online photo album.

As the world becomes seen and documented in it’s entirety, accessible in virtual form to anyone with an internet connection, physical sight seeing becomes more of a checklist – seen it, been there, done that.

The next step becomes a shift of consciousness, to journey beyond sight, the visual sense and the superficial. To journey for experience, emotions, feelings and achieve a deeper connection with the places and people captured in the photographs. It starts to matter little where we are visually when the emphasis of the journey moves from seeing the physical world to the experience and interpretation of it.

Jason Robert’s fantastically thorough account detailing the life of the previously little known ‘Blind Traveler’ is a rewarding read and just the beginning of a further literary journey.

For those who wish to read more, thanks to the marvelous ways of the modern digital world, Holman’s original work lives on. Being out of copyright, six of his books are freely available in digital format through Project Gutenburg and the Internet Archive.

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The Travelling Band – Sundial

by King John on February 2nd, 2012

Here’s a great music discovery made a few years ago amid the rolling green countryside of Monmouthshire at a fantastic little festival called the Croissant Neuf Summer Party. Nice to see The Travelling Band still going strong. Here they are performing their single, Sundial, at Shambala courtesy of Secret Sessions. I’ll definitely be looking out for them on this years festival circuit.

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Fresh from the printers…

by King John on January 31st, 2012
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Branded bookmarks for book exchange & some fliers too!

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The Points that We Climb

by The Juggler on January 30th, 2012

With thanks to Sophie for the colorful metaphor

The quiet calm, the peace and the waning summer rays. A busy bustle of a happy, growing city. Moss spreading affectionately on the coming cracks of time. Buildings wearing the lint on their lintels, a badge of honor and the coming of age.

Ceremony in the streets celebrates the art and inspiration of a multitude of nations and art is amongst the fore of the growing crowds. Here in this city is the festival of the once comely court jester, now these renowned artists travel the world and perform day on day through any weather, lay down a hat and then with a flourish that is recognised everywhere – turn the smile to you and ask for small change, in gold and silver denominations of-course.

Here the young travelers are together, in a house, a home for the mean. Some wash plates, watch TV or simply laze and enjoy the company of their fellows. Some, still with energy remaining after the months they have endured, set to feet and wander in this beauty of churches and art.

Why? Why? Why? – Here comes the shock that will move the ground and send the buildings tumbling. 1, 2, 3. Stones come crashing in the air. If only I knew how to juggle then maybe the button wouldn’t have been pushed so quickly… 1, 2, 3.

Here we are then, in the calm after the storm. Let me recount, let me show you the colours of art, the red of the blood on a mans forehead, the green and blue of the bruised and broken. The black of the dead seen pulled from rubble. There is no colour to show the fear in peoples eyes, the desperation for lost and loved, the color is that of the heartbroken. The color of the blind – seeing nothing but their own terror.

1, 2, 3. My world tumbles around me and there is no skill here to catch, no smile to balance upon my lips for I have pushed the big red button “Self -Destruct.”
Alas – the tension is too strong and for days, upon days we are trapped, the lucky ones here held together by common misfortune. We ARE the lucky ones. As travelers together our cars are loaded with food, with water, with cookers. We can survive if need be.

When the release finally comes it is one of pain and longing, the longing for home, friends, familiarity. Something close and tangible.

He cries in the laundry – 200km’s from disaster with nothing to hold onto he cries until the tears have washed away the dirt of the days trapped in a hell, trapped in a head allowing no break…

1 month, release and calm sought in the bottom of a bottle and the next, escape through a haze of smoke; slowly the big red button is returned to it’s state of calm. Ready to be hit if all hell breaks this world.

“I want to say something personal here, I want to talk about the big red button – one we all have. When we reach the absolute bottom, we slam our hands on it and let the world swallow us up. Some react with depression, some lock themselves into a world of their own. Recognise it, embrace it because you are stronger than this. Say yes – the bottom is here. Now let’s climb to the sun and smile on our way back up”

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The Spiritual Pilgrim Discovering Another World

by King John on January 22nd, 2012

The Spiritual Pilgrim Discovering Another WorldUn missionnaire du moyen âge raconte qu’il avait trouvé le point où le ciel et la Terre se touchent … (A medieval missionary tells that he had found the point where heaven and earth touch). Also titled “The Spiritual Pilgrim Discovering another world.”

This woodcut print, our latest headline artwork,  is from an unknown artist of the 19th century, illustrating a journey and discovery of a world beyond.

An attractive and suitable illustration that expresses being open to learn, that there is always something more to gather from experience but only if we allow ourselves to see it. The same journey may be taken over and over again but with an open mind we cease to impose the limitation that there is nothing more to realise or attain from our own course of life.

The Pilgrim, first published in the Frenchman Camille Flammarion’s book ‘Popular Astronomy’ in 1879, has been coloured over the years including the form you see above and has been used by many people, including Carl Jung, to illustrate astronomical and spiritual themes.

See our previous headline art here: Caspar David Friedrich’s The Wanderer Above a Sea of Fog.

Art inspired by a Journey? Journeys inspired by Art?… Show us here

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The Professional Hobo: Encountering the Artist

by King John on January 10th, 2012

Encountering the Artist by The Professional Hobo is a short story of artistic discovery through travel… Having the courage to step forward through an unfamiliar door, by chance revealing the creative world of Spanish painter, Toro Bravo.

“Feeling a streak of shyness, I sidled up to the doorway in a way where I couldn’t be seen, to read the sign on the door…drats – all in Spanish, of course.

But this is what travel is about for me; pushing myself beyond a comfort zone, satisfying curiosities, and expanding personal boundaries. I realized if I didn’t go inside, I would forever wonder what this man – and this tiny art gallery – was all about.

With that, I stepped inside, and in a combination of broken Spanish and charades asked if I could take a look at his art.

Take the step yourself, walk through the streets of Alcaca near Madrid and enter that doorway…

read on & discover more at The Professional Hobo.com

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Many thanks to The Professional Hobo for permission to feature this story.

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Hong Kong Potters take the novelty teapot to the next level

by King John on December 15th, 2011
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...with a splash of milkTucked away in Hong Kong Park behind the hustle and bustle of central Hong Kong is Flagstaff House. Originally the office and residence of the commander of the tea sipping British Forces in Hong Kong, this historic building now houses the Hong Kong Museum of Art’s Museum of Tea Ware and a huge range of teapots and tea related items. The selection you see above, which I felt we had to share here, is just a tea-ny tiny piece of the many spectacular and surprising designs on display from the Tea Ware by Hong Kong Potters competition, the winning design and first prize of which can be found here.

If you’re in Hong Kong, add this to your list. Especially as it’s free to enter and – as I found in May – a refreshing oasis away from the heat, bustle and intensity of the busy city. When you’re done head back to the city to discover what Bubble Tea is all about.

Don’t miss this for all the tea in China.

On display until Feb 2012, press release here.

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Travel often; Getting lost will help you find yourself

by King John on December 6th, 2011

Holstee Manifesto Poster

We Could Not Agree More with these inspiring words from the designers Holstee who, as they say, ‘wrote a manifesto but never wrote a business plan’. Viewed millions of times across the interwebs, we thought our site would be incomplete without sharing it. Visit Holstee, here.

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The Juggler & The Bus

by The Juggler on November 26th, 2011

“We live on front porches and swing life away”

“10 Rupees sir”, “Where from?”, “Your name?”

The plaintiff cries of the child beggars have finally attracted the attention of a lone backpacker. Resting a grey plastic bag on his lap the young man reaches into his pocket. Perhaps for some small coins or maybe a bag of sweets.

On the far side of the bus terminal a cacophony of noise rebounds through the concrete shelter. Joined and rebounded by the calling of the chai-walla, “Chai, Chai, Chai, Chaiyhye!” The organic symphony is complemented and challenged by the smell; wild cows lounge and lay here, side by side with the homeless, the poor, destitute and of course the travelers. Some come from across the globe, face and body set in fierce determination. A grim smile hiding the distinct and intriguing qualities of these young explorers. The fear is pushed to the back of the mind and a smile a slight tilt of stance bought to the fore.

Some cross these forsaken boundaries in search of fortune. The goat herders watching their young flock with green eyes, shadowed by age they also, are grim and determined.

The lone traveler is joined by another and by now the crowd has grown. Adults watch cautiously from behind the lines while the children push eagerly forward, all thoughts of monetary gain, momentarily forgotten.

1, 2, 3. Balls tumble and turn in the air, accompanied by the excited screams of the beggar children as they try to outpace the jugglers hands. But, alas, as if on a whim of fate the balls reach a high and as one crash to the ground. Scattering like birds taking flight and appearing again briefly amongst grubby nails and torn shirt cuffs, before disappearing again to be fought over and finally raised here by a triumphant hand.

The children and the juggler play until the call of the bus conductors echoes over to them.

“Was that Jodhpur?”

“I don’t know”

“O.K give them to me” turning as one the children, there is a chase and a stern voice and the balls reluctant at first are pushed in the hands of their owner.

We watch now as the scraggly youth wanders through the bus yard, subconsciously stepping, up, over and around the sleeping, eating and playing forms of families and the ever present cow.

Now, down. Let us change view for just a moment, long enough just to get a glimpse of the curiosity lurking in the subconscious and finally to the fore and now. Let us see through tired eyes.

Here, the beds and bunks are being manhandled by nimble figures to the roof. Will they sleep there? O.K and around, let us see through the grime and smog of the unwashed bus windows. An old lady sits and wraps the bright shawl around her, tighter and tighter, protecting the meager frame from the evenings chill.

The Sheppard’s are back to the door and passing between them a goat.

It bleats once, and then silence as he is led up the aisle between seats, legs, bags, boxes and people.

“Jodhpur?”

The question is hanging in the air and we are back. Floating above the scene as the chaos unfolds. Let us watch for a while…. 1, 2, 3. Like the balls weaving patterns and mystery in the air we begin to see order, and then as one by one the balls change direction and tumble and spin around each other. There is a pattern here, method, this organised chaos flows and spins around and around, in ever changing directions and like the juggler’s, unseen hand darts through the crowd and back around, diverting chaos at the last. Alas for here comes the big drop, the children like the balls are scattered, bounding between grubby nails and torn cuffs, and away gleefully into the night.

“Let’s go”

“Jodhpur?”

“Jodhpur.”

A horn sounds and the 2 friends sit side-by-side squashed to the forced intimacy with a barred window and then, another passenger.

Away into the night and now, let us relax because the chaos is left behind and the bumpy road is once again. Like a lover, below us and happily so, remembered in the introspective moments to come.

“Is there a goat on the bus?”

“Yes. Of course”

“Does he have a seat”

“Of course not. He’s a goat, he doesn’t deserve a seat.” Simply stated and then as friendship, conversation and narrative flow dictate a question. “Why are you on a government bus?”

Wait for it, watch as they go, around and around, up, down and over. 1, 2, 3. The balls tumble in the air, forever changing direction and at the high the drop. But wait, for here they stay high above the clouds and twinkling as the stars light the way, a cow and a horn.

“Why not”

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Feist – How Come You Never Go There

by King John on November 20th, 2011

What wonderful videography and not to mention more hair than Cousin It could shake a stick at in Leslie Feist’s newly released video for How Come You Never Go There.

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The Little Holey Log Holder

by King John on November 8th, 2011

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What’s this? A creation, simple but effective. The particular example you see to the left a sentimental gift from one traveler to another.

The requirements are minimal: a section of old log, a variety of drill bits and if you really want to polish it off, some sandpaper and varnish.

Click below to see some colour images.

Thank you Alex, for this inspirational make.

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Inspire us.

Show us your makes, constructs and creations.

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The Art of Travel, Alain De Botton

by King John on November 1st, 2011

The Art of Travel, Alain De BottonExcerpt: “If our lives are dominated by a search for happiness, then perhaps few activities reveal as much about the dynamics of this quest – in all it’s ardour and paradoxes – than our travels. They express, however inarticulately, an understanding of what life might be about, outside the constraints of work and the struggle for survival. Yet rarely are they [our travels] considered to present philosophical problems – that is, issues requiring thought beyond the practical. We are inundated with advice on where to travel to; we hear little of why and how we should go – though the art of travel seems naturally to sustain a number of questions neither so simple nor so trivial and whose study might in modest ways contribute to an understanding of what the Greek philosophers beautifully termed eudaimonia or human flourishing.”

The Art of Travel, Alain De Botton

Click to view this book on Amazon

Hang on in there and The Art of Travel by Alain De Botton could just be one of the most mind expanding book you read… Full of snippets of wordage the design of which will have you stopping and thinking; interspersed by imagery from artists including Edward Hopper, Ruskin and Van Gough.

The particularly well chosen cover image says it all: having the world pass by through a window is an ideal compliment to passing your gaze over the pages of this book.

See more from Botton’s ‘Art of Travel’ through the Tate online here. More work from Edward Hopper can be seen at MoMA here.

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Welcome!

by King John on September 27th, 2011

Lake Heron, Ashburton Lakes District Postcard Welcome to the opening of Cirque de Nomades visit http://www.cirquedenomades.com

From an artists paradise amid the depths of the Southern Alps, New Zealand, welcome to the opening of Cirquedenomades.com!

We wish for you to discover & be inspired.

You can expect articles, artwork, links & reviews to appear here at times. In the mean time we link you to a video & tune from Katzenjammer and if you’re wondering about the wanderer up top… wander this way.

Keep check… follow us on Facebook & Twitter for teasers & treats. Use RSS to be notified of new posts. You might even want to arrive here the old fashioned black & white way by manually steering your world wide web window towards www.cirquedenomades.com

Welcome to our stage for all things art & travel.

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Katzenjammer

by King John on September 16th, 2011

Kicking and jiving off with a bit of music to accompany your window gazing travels; here’s that Norwegian folk pop band Katzenjammer, understood to have played Glastonbury this year.

This sprightly and vivacious group were introduced to me by a friend met during travels in Australia who is also a good graphic designer and sketch artist. This music became the soundtrack to many nights relating stories around the fire at the Flying Fox Hostel in the Blue Mountains. Definitely a Must have on my playlist of perambulation at the moment. Enjoy.

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