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PREVI HEAR JOURNAL <strong>2011</strong> ! <strong>The</strong> <strong>Peace</strong> <strong>Project</strong><br />
PREVI HEAR JOURNAL <strong>2011</strong> ! <strong>The</strong> <strong>Peace</strong> <strong>Project</strong><br />
axis facing the plains to<br />
the North, from which<br />
it is now cut off by the<br />
international border. It<br />
consists essentially of<br />
a causeway and steps<br />
rising up the hill towards<br />
the sanctuary, which<br />
sits on the cliff-top at<br />
the southern end of the<br />
complex (120 m/ 390<br />
ft above the northern<br />
end of the complex, 525<br />
m/1,722 ft above the<br />
<strong>Cambodia</strong>n plain and 625<br />
m/2,051 ft above sea level).<br />
Although this structure<br />
is very different from the<br />
temple mountains found<br />
at Angkor, it serves the<br />
same purpose as a stylized<br />
representation of Mount<br />
Meru, the home of the<br />
gods. <strong>The</strong> approach to the<br />
sanctuary is punctuated<br />
by five gopuras. (<strong>The</strong>se are<br />
conventionally numbered<br />
from the sanctuary<br />
outwards, so gopura five<br />
is the first to be reached<br />
by visitors). Each of<br />
the gopuras before the<br />
courtyards is reached<br />
by a set of steps, and so<br />
marks a change in height<br />
which increases their<br />
affect. <strong>The</strong> gopuras also<br />
block a visitor's view of the<br />
next part of the temple<br />
until they pass through<br />
the gateway, making it<br />
impossible to see the<br />
complex as a whole from<br />
any one point.<strong>The</strong> fifth<br />
gopura, in the Koh Ker<br />
style, retains traces of the<br />
red paint with which it was<br />
once decorated, although<br />
the tiled roof has now<br />
disappeared. <strong>The</strong> fourth<br />
gopura is later, from the<br />
Khleang/Baphuon periods,<br />
and has on its southern<br />
outer pediment. <strong>The</strong> third<br />
is the largest, and is also<br />
flanked by two halls. <strong>The</strong><br />
sanctuary is reached<br />
through two successive<br />
courtyards, in the outer of<br />
which are two libraries.’<br />
It’s a heavy, exhausting<br />
walk and the guys<br />
words just go in one<br />
ear and out the other.<br />
Luckily Mao is holding a<br />
dictaphone so that is why<br />
I am transcribing it this<br />
evening.<br />
As I walk up I realize<br />
one depressing fact. Our<br />
traveling time is going<br />
to eat into everything.<br />
We can’t sleep on the<br />
mountain. TAnd now they<br />
are not letting us in any<br />
case. We are going to have<br />
to travel each day from<br />
Sra ‘Aem to this site. First<br />
by motorcycle for thirty<br />
kilometers, then twenty<br />
by open-top truck, then<br />
another half-hour trip<br />
climbing the mountain<br />
on foot, then a crawl, then<br />
we have to set the easel,<br />
paints and painting up -<br />
everything. It’s going to<br />
be a “NIGHTMARE.” Forty<br />
minutes, then ten minutes,<br />
then another forty<br />
minutes, then thirty<br />
minutes, and then ten<br />
minutes. I don’t want to<br />
do the math. But I do. It<br />
amounts to one hundred<br />
and thirty minutes one<br />
way. Thats two-hours-andten<br />
minutes traveling one<br />
way and so it will be four<br />
hours a day. Fuck!<br />
Here we are at last. I’m<br />
looking at the sight of<br />
area where we will put the<br />
intended picture. It’s a lawn<br />
. We are seven-eighths of<br />
the way up to the main<br />
temple.<br />
I exclaim, ‘This is where<br />
it should be! Perfect.’<br />
<strong>The</strong> site is a lawn<br />
sandwiched between the<br />
first and second gopuras.<br />
‘ So we are close to<br />
heaven but not there yet!’<br />
Mao says. I laugh! We move<br />
the wood and easels into<br />
the centre of the field which<br />
Mao has assembled there<br />
two days ago. I decide and<br />
shout to the others,<br />
‘This will be base camp.’<br />
I want to film us<br />
discovering the site when<br />
it is virgin and direct the<br />
two camera operators,<br />
Sambo and Sopert, to<br />
point the cameras, as we<br />
descend a set of steps at the<br />
fourth Gopura. As they do<br />
this, a man with a sloppy<br />
linen hat, dressed in an<br />
ill fitting black suite and a<br />
goofy smile is sitting cross-legged on the<br />
sixth step of a stair case leading up top<br />
the first Gopura watching us. He smiles<br />
sheepishly.and watches our antics.<br />
I think, ‘ He looks like ‘a kind of ‘ tourist.<br />
Maybe he is impersonating one.’ At first I<br />
ignore him, but at the same time he was<br />
there in the<br />
periphery of my vision, but our focus<br />
was on doing an arrival. I can see he has<br />
an old Kodak camera hanging from his<br />
neck on a leather strap.<br />
I have stopped thinking about the<br />
strange tourist watching us and instead<br />
we begin to reassemble the easels and pin<br />
the image of the Buddha to the wooden<br />
easel with a staple gun. I have already<br />
sketched it with my helper in Laos five<br />
weeks before. We prepare the wood for<br />
painting and then search for the place to<br />
erect the painting. We realize we need to<br />
find someone to act as a security guard.<br />
At this point the ill-fitting black suited<br />
tourist walks over.<br />
Without introducing himself, he<br />
explains,<br />
‘I am the security on the mountain .<br />
<strong>The</strong> group and you two must stop what<br />
your are doing and put your cameras<br />
away immediately.’<br />
He then adds, ‘I have telephoned my<br />
superior. He will be here in a few hours.’<br />
(By the way, this was being translated<br />
by Sokkheng for me.)<br />
I think to myself,<br />
‘I guess these guys are like police<br />
man and parking inspectors combined.<br />
This is is his big moment to enforce the<br />
law.’<br />
We discover later that his name is<br />
Mr Vanna. He has stopped us from<br />
painting. He has called to ask his boss<br />
what to do ands his boss will come.<br />
Mr Vanna, after stopping us from<br />
painting, he telephones to his superior.<br />
Mr Banna then turns to Sokkheng who<br />
has become the official translator of<br />
thje crew, ‘He is now walking up the hill<br />
towards us and in half an hour will be<br />
here to give us his explanation. It will<br />
take him only a brief amount of time to<br />
get there. ‘<br />
Half an hour later a middle-aged man<br />
with brown sandals, dirty reflecting<br />
sunglasses and a pale blue shirt arrives<br />
half-an-hour later, huffing and puffing.<br />
It takes him a while to get his breath<br />
back and has to sit down on the grass.<br />
It is a tense moment and the boys<br />
look on with a mixture of anxiety and