Agrarian Roots
In 1985 when I was six, my mother, my sister and I move to Vermont from Idaho, where my mother got her BFA in graphic design. We started out living at my grandparents farm in Monkton, Vermont (where my mother was raised). My grandfather was the 5th generation dairy farmer to labour this 400 acre farm. Shortly after we moved, he auctioned off the farm. My grandfather was too old to do the hard work and none of his sons wanted to take over. This was a common trend in Vermont at this time.
My memories and impressions of the farm and farm life are strong and are a deep part of my identity. My mother and her brothers and sister had this rural farm-life upbringing, I have gleaned a lot from these agrarian roots of my family.
My mother’s sister, aunt Liz, her husband and their four children, lived in the same town as us, Bristol, VT. Growing-up I spent a lot of time at their house, they lived a ‘homesteader” life style to some degree. Liz was knitting and sewing the families clothes, weaving rugs and mats, growing a big garden, canning, making preserves, baking, cooking and my uncle had a large wood shop. This was my first real exposure to such a lifestyle, and I got the chance to participated in most these actives. This made a deeper impression on me than I knew at the time.
I learned by watching and doing, with guidance; shelling peas, mixing and punching down bread dough, passing the shuttle through the loom, sliding and catching loops on the knitting needles and guiding the jig-saw around the traced lines on my piece of wood. This was also a bonding time for me to get a grounded sense of family.
My maternal grandmother is a deep-hearted spiritual visionary; I have learned so much from her. When I was young she taught me to quilt and we would make art together. Now our relationship has blossomed into deep sharing and caring. My grandfather was a special man also, he never stopped growing food, even when they moved to town he lined the driveway with tomatoes and grew his annual pumpkin patch on a friend's field. He was also a sugarer, making maple sugar and maple sugar candies, which he would sneakingly pass the children under the dinner table. I am grateful to have such roots!
Introducing my wife
Corinne Chatelan was born in the French speaking side of Switzerland near the city of Lausanne. Her family was also agrarian, her father took over the family farm when she was a youth. She left Switzerland (with her partner of the time) on a two year sebatical around SE Asia and Austrailia. They kept running into a Mexican man, Jose (also the one who introduced me to Permaculture, see him giving a TEDx talk in spanish). He traveled to Switzerland with them and then brought them to Palenque, Mexico in 2000. Corinne and I met and united in Palenque, after she had split with her Swiss partner. We moved to Vermont and were married in November of 2005. She is a passionate yogini, cook, and gardener.
Art and Craft Un/Learnings
Since as early as I can remember I have been an artist, I started out drawing and expanded into painting, crafting, sewing, knitting, crocheting, beading, sculpture, paper-mache and more. This is a talent whose origins comes from my family on my mother's side; my great-grandfather was a Swiss lace designer, my grandmother is a watercolourists, a quilter and writer, my mother is a designer and fiber artist.
A quote from my father, "When you were younger you were too much of a perfectionist and would get upset when you couldn't get everything just right. The good part of this is you could concentrate like crazy and get down to detail. It also made it hard for you to take and use criticism to your advantage." These are two of art's greatest teachings for me; patience and the how to use constructive criticism to my benefit.
I started making and selling jewelry in 2003 when I lived in a cave in the Green Mountain National Forest (more photos). I was not able to do be a jeweler full time, I was also landscaping and painting houses. This time in my life was full of deep teachings! I was living barefoot in the woods, washing in the cold river, cooking on wood fire, using no flashlight and hitchhike when I needed to travel far (I lived like this for six months). I learned that the comforts we deem necessary are a prison. This upper & middle class worldview give us no true freedom nor security. It does not mean we must all live like this to be truly free. It means that we must not take what we have for granted and we must face our deepest fears of not having what we are use to having. I believe it helps to try "doing without" and see how we can still be happy. I believe, it is here we can find what really matters, love for ourself and others.
My wife, Corinne and I united and came to the US from Mexico in 2004. We bounced around from the cave to friends places making macrame jewelry, fabric bags and crochet pouches. I learned that craft is something that can bond us as humans, looking at history this is a key feature of any culture and social order. In 2006 I started making chain-link silver necklaces and earrings (seen above). I learned to do this style of jewelry from my Mexican friend Lalo. I mangled a lot of wire before I started using silver, this taught me perseverance.
This same year we also taught a class for 1-5 year olds called "Tad pole Arts" at Frog Hollow in Middlebury, VT. This job's main yield was being able to witness the spontaneous, non-judgmental, innate ability of children to create. The summer of 2007 Corinne and I started a booth at the Bristol farmers Market with our jewelry and mid-season started selling wood fired sourdough bread. We participated in this market for two seasons selling our jewelry and bread. I also made the market flier and logo which was printed on T-shirts.
Paper-mache has also been a medium which has provided me with many unlearnings. I started out using it for class projects and to make masks and sculpture. As a youth the magic of a living character that could talk, wink and interact with me was fascinating, Marionettes (newspaper article of me with marionette to the right). In 2006 I built my first one, a little duck-man named Jede and in 2007 I built the Love Dragon. The process of building them was a deep experience as I had no instruction nor guidance, all I could find was a few images of some marionette controllers (which is a big part of the design and functionality). These two have traveled with me to many events, even though I am not much of a puppeteer, they are always a hit with the children (for more images see craft photo gallery below).
Craft photo gallery
Art Galleries
Craft of Earthen Ovens
Building wood fired earthen ovens and baking sourdough bread are two of my favorite activities! These skillflexes have transformed my life. My first experience with these living magic ovens was in 2003 in Mexico baking bread with Corinne and selling it to the tourists. Then in Ghana in 2005 I cultivated my first sourdough starter and baked for a community of friends in an earthen oven for one month. My interest grew out of these experiences and I met others who were also just starting to explore this field. I continued to explore sourdough starters and baking in a friends cob oven in Maine, USA. Eventually I built my first oven and from here my experience snow balled and I built them were ever I was and continued my learning of baking. I baked with an old German baker in Vermont and learned a lot just by watching his way of mixing by eye using no measurements. In 2012 I was asked by my permaculture teacher Mark Krawczyk to teach the Yestermorrow earthen oven course with him, we have been teaching this course together every year. I have taken my skills into my travels repairing and building ovens in Mexico and Guatemala. Teaching with Mark was the beginning of my teaching career. Co-teaching help me gain self confidence and learn from being side by side with an experienced teacher. This experience has been invaluable in both my professional and personal growth. See my Facebook page where I share photos from my oven experiences called Bode Earth Ovens.
Art and Craft Un/Learnings (continued)
Wherever I go I look for the native crafts, in India the sadhus (holy men/woman) have a very beautiful craft called Jholi (a kind of embroidery). In 2010 Corinne and I were taught by a sadhu (Indian holy-man) in Rishikesh, India. We made Jholi belts, later I made a pouch, a wallet and several bags. It is a meditation, it really teaches you patience, the belts took us over a month to finish. I sew all my own handbags and turbans, which you will rarely see me without, I also crochet all my hats and have made some shirts and pants. I find most things in the stores uncomfortable, unappealing or not functional. I am a lover of things that are both functional and beautiful.
Sitka, Coast Guard photo gallery
U.S. Coast Guard to Vagabond
After high school I enlisted in the Coast Guard and was stationed on a 180' buoy tender on the little island of Sitka in Southeast Alaska. During this time art and music saved my life, they were my outlet for negative/challenging emotions. I painted large canvases, and I was making music with one of the crew, who had much the same difficulty as I did to conform to military life. I learned many things during these three years but the highest teaching to me was that I can not pretend to be higher or lower than another human. I intentionally got myself discharged in 2001.
After I got out of the military, I traveled around the US and eventually decided to enroll at Concordia in Montreal, Canada. I was majoring in painting and drawing, three months prior to starting school I had had a deep personal transformation. I had become vegetarian and had taken on a new spiritual worldview. This transformation cut off my artistic inspiration, I was focused more internally. School seemed empty, I put in full effort in all my courses but found my fulfillment sitting with the homeless street people feeding them some fruit and listening to their stories. I felt the deep emptiness of a very full city. Eye contact was rare, I made it my mission to make eye contact with everyone I passed and try to get them to smile. This time was full of deep teachings. Three months into my program I met a Mexican yogi named Lalo (photo below).
He was sitting in the park selling his jewelry. We started talking about yoga and he invited me to come live in Mexico in a house he was care taking. I trusted him and had a deep calling to go but told him I had too many strings holding me in Montreal. After having a deep vision I can not explain, I knew I needed to go. In this vision I was told that every last detail would be taken care of, even the paper work. I packed my backpack cleared out my apartment and left all my belongings on the street corner with a sign saying "Free!". I told my story truthfully to a psychologist asking for a letter recommending my withdrawal from Concordia which he wrote. I was reimbursed my full tuition and paid back my loan. I had a deep confrontation with my parents who believed I might be suicidal. I had to withstand crying and screaming and calmly sure them I had never been happier in my life. It was a rough four day bus ride, I arrived at Lalo's house at 4 am on New Years 2003!
Ram Ram Community
Ram Ram community video
The video above is of the Ram Ram Community from Palenque, Mexico. I was one of the original member of Ram Ram and lived there during the winter of 2003 & 2004. This video shows our pilgrimage to Mayan Ruins of Chichenitza for the equinox 2004. All rights reserved by Pierre Kiepfer.
Travel Un/Learnings
Lalo's house was a cement, open aired, unfinished shell of a building, Lalo was there and had cleaned out everything that had cluttered the place. We lived very simple, with no furniture, sleeping on one blanket on the cement floor. We would wake early, bathe, do yoga asanas, meditate and sing bhajans (Hindu devotional songs). Two Swiss people lived next door across the dirt lane, one of them was Corinne who is now my wife of seven years.
The two houses united and international travelers poured in from all directions, the Ram Ram Community was formed. This was a deep learning experience, I hitchhiked all over the Yucatan and Belize barefoot, sleeping in abandon buildings or on beaches. We would walk through the jungle on full moon nights to sneak into the Mayan ruins to meditate, evading the guards as we would explore. I was finding my own spiritual practice a mix between Christian, Rastafari and Hindu (Sanatan Dharma). Through my practice of meditation, yoga and selfless service I was learning about what was important to me and how I wanted to interact in this world.
After Corinne and I united we spent the next summer in Vermont and that winter journey across West Africa from Morocco to Ghana by public transport. We were meeting a group of friends at a project that one friend from Vermont had started. The project is an NGO school, called Trinity Yard School. Africa was full of challenge and deep learning/unlearning. From seeing the desperation of local people living in poverty, to the near death experience with contracting malaria twice. It was also full of beauty and connection; deeply spiritual people, shining elders, rich culture and community.
India was the next big trip Corinne and I had been waiting for and it came in 2007. India kicked my reality into another realm of perception. It something that is hard to describe, it is a world of contradiction, it is chaos in harmony. India stole our hearts! we have spent five winters in India, each time has been unique with many overlapping layers of serendipitous happenings. Sadhus (Holy men/women) have provided an important part of my learnings and unlearning during these visits. Baba Shyam Kishore Das (seen below) is one of these gems. We have spent a considerable amount of time with him the last three years at his mango tree ashram/home in Rishikesh. Words can't express these experiences.
Sadhu photo gallery
I LOVE TREES!
Tree planting Un/Learnings
I love trees and have learned so much from their stable, rooted, tolerant, generous ways. For two seasons I worked planting trees for a state program, it was aiming to mitigate farm water/nutrient runoff. We were planting bare-root hardwood saplings along streams and swamps in farm pastures. I learned a lot about the inefficiencies of a “rubber stamp” solution, which is a typical choice model for governments.
The policy was to put the trees in the ground with an even spacing in an alternating diamond pattern. We planted in this way from the wet lows to the higher banks. Many times the earth was dry clay. I knew when planting in these soils that the little sapling, which never gets maintained, would not survive. This program was ended last year due to funding cuts. This experience showed me how important 'systems thinking' is to project design/management. See more documentation of another recent planting project in the center column of my Capstone LIPD here (press back arrow to return to this page).