Collective Transformation for 2012
January 2nd, 2012 by Elizabeth Seja MinIt emerges from the case – a round, compact body half my height, smooth with a shiny tomato-red finish – warm from riding in the car. I like to handle its weight, using both hands to pick it up by its crown of silver chrome and set it in place.
The first sound is the gut – the deep open bass tone – palm landing squarely in the middle of the goat skin head, sending the message vibrating down the hollow body, into the ground, contacting the earth, the ancestors, the stories of thousands who had to leave their homes with nothing more than that sound to pass down through the generations. And then SLAP, like a high-pitch whip crack, hand to the edge with a swift wrist action, calling me to come into the circle, the community, to attention, to readiness. Our time is now. (more…)
