Historic Eketahuna through the lens of aronimus.

Here we have an image of the bush being cleared in order to establish the town of Eketahuna.  Way, way back in the pioneering days… aronimus did lurk in the bushes observing the locals.  Much like David Attenborough but with an anthropological bent.  With the application of camouflage, stealth and great skill he did take this shot with his trusty pocket camera.  We see here in plain view, those classic tools of the early Scandinavian settler…  the Toyota Hilux and the bulldozer.

Historic Eketahuna

Historic Eketahuna in the days of the pioneers


Here we have another image of the Toyota Hilux Spray Wagon.  That great weapon against the troublesome gorse scourge the moved in to replace the native forest that had been felled.

Historic Eketahuna

Toyota Hilux Spray wagon


Tagging along beside is that mighty hunter of the wild New Zealand bush, the golden labrador.






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Beholden unto, the re-arrangeable artwork! Some golden ratio geekery in orange hues.

Re-arrangeable Artwork - Golden ratio geekery

This here work was a commission done quite some time ago in exchange for some most excellent acupuncture treatment.  Not the usual palette of aronimus being predominantly orange but it was to the clients desire.  The brief was that it used the golden ratio and was a re-arrangeable artwork in 3 pieces.  aronimus started by constructing canvasses with their dimensions set to the golden ratio which happens to be 1.61803398875.

He then added some guidelines that would allow what ever was painted to link up with the content of the other pieces.  Next came a Fibonacci Spiral as that was also mentioned in the brief.   He then added to it as ideas came to mind.

Re-arrangeable Artwork - Golden ratio geekery

The client did take a look in the early stages and was pleased but advised he would like them to be able to be hung in any direction as well.  By removing the reference of ground, it all became a more complex and confounding piece.  After fiddling around some, aronimus added a forth painting as it allowed for a greater number of arrangements. Thus it was no longer a triptych.  Does that make it a quadtych?

Re-arrangeable Artwork - Golden ratio geekery

On completion it was apparent that a revolutionary new hanging method would need to be devised.  Fortunately aronimus was feeling rather intelligent after working on such a mind expanding piece.  He did very rapidly develop this new super secret and hitherto undivulged hanging method and it worked rather well.

Re-arrangeable Artwork - Golden ratio geekeryAnd so the hanging technique shall remain undivulged….
Though leave a comment if you’d like to know how to do it and aronimus just may tell you.


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The Path of True Knowledge

On June 11, 2014, in Musing, Painting, by aronimus

Acolytes ride the path of true knowledge.  As they pass the great wondrous workings of nature in the form of huge palm trees, they become aware of something greater than themselves.  An awareness of the cosmos.  The path is like unto a conveyor belt.  Rather than walking the path the acolytes merely stand upon it, watching the great workings go by.  Almost like tourists…   But tourists they are not.  They have chosen the path of enlightenment.  To see beyond the everyday.  The banal.   To see the cosmos for what it is.

The Path of True Knowledge II

Acolytes ride the path of true knowledge

An earlier work by aronimus.  Conceived while taking some down time in his home town after his great roamings across South East Asia.

The Path is frequent subject matter for aronimus.  Inspired by some text from the Theosophical Society. Writings from one of the founders or early members.  Harun does not believe it was Helena Blavatsky whose daughter potentially had a support role as SS High Priestess Oberführer Marianna Blavatsky in Wolfenstein.

SS High Priestess Oberführer Marianna Blavatsky

SS High Priestess Oberführer Marianna Blavatsky

On recollection, it could have been Annie Besant (1847–1933), second President of The Theosophical Society from 1907 to 1933.  Harun will endeavour to find the actual quote that inspired him to make the path such a feature of his work.



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A Reflection on “Progress”

On June 10, 2014, in Musing, Painting, by aronimus

A reflection on “progress”.  Or what we are led to believe is progress.

An office worker sits hunched over his desk.  Bored out of his mind and his mind it doth wander…  wander or wonder?
It could be that it starts to wander.. and in doing so is free to wonder…    and he ponders..


A Reflection on "Progress"

A reflection on “progress”. Or what we are led to believe is progress.

This is one of the earlier works of aronimus.  Indeed, before the manifestation of aronimus from the lesser son that existed before.
The person that went on to be come aronimus aka Harun had been stuck behind a desk for an extended period of corporate toil.  Then one day, whilst browsing the www he did discover an establishment known as The Learning Connexion.  He did abruptly hand in his notice and head off to the hallowed and former consecrated ground of Erskine College.   Former home of an art school know as The Learning Connexion.  For some unbeknown reason, they traded a “c” and a “t” for an x.

This painting was a product of that period.

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Its the wild wild west

On June 9, 2014, in Musing, by aronimus


It’s the wild wild west
Get your 40 and your blunt and your Glock and your bulletproof vest

This place is the wild west.

Mikhail, father of Harun has been telling rambling tales of old codgers with loaded guns threatening people.  Sheriff of Ngawi stuff.

This morning, Harun awoke to the sound of a petrol engine creeping along in the paddock next door.  He looked out and saw a blue utility.   Next thing…  BANG!  and a few  seconds later,  BANG! again.  The sounds of a .22 magnum.  Now there be no neighbourly pet sheep next to the caravan of Harun.  Being one of those horrid rainy nor’westerly days that feel more like a southerly, Harun did stay in bed for some time longer.  Eventually he emerged from his caravan to the sound of “meh eh eh eh”.    Looking up he did see a young goat peering through the fence on the other side of Harun’s paddock.  The sheep are dead, long live the goat!