17 January 15
The putalina Festival celebrates Indigenous music and culture and is a gathering of people from across the state who are united by blood and/or purpose. I can trace my ancestry to a Tasmanian Aboriginal woman, so now that we’re in Tasmania, I’ve been keen to introduce my girls to their people’s community. The Tasmanian Aboriginal Centre organises the music festival each year, providing a terrific line-up of local artists for the crowd who today battled the sun, wind and rain (sometimes simultaneously) to show their support.
We arrived a bit late, and judging by the number of cars parked for kilometres up the road, arriving earlier would have been better! We first assessed the children’s entertainment (deliberately avoiding the ice-cream vendor who was parked close by — much to Lana’s chagrin).
Once the girls were comfortable with the procedure of the rides and the layout of the festival, I set up our blanket in front of the main stage to watch the acts. The girls could come and join me for the entertainment or return to the games.
The weather was extremely schizophrenic, alternating between brilliant, burning sunshine and icy rain. Some spectators were prepared with raincoverings and umbrellas, but other moved locations according to their comfort levels.
We left mid-afternoon when the girls complained about being cold (despite wearing their snow jackets). I felt disappointed to a couple more hours of the eclectic range of performers but now that we know about putalina Festival, we can add this to our calendar of events for next year!