When I visited Mt. Hagen as a student in 1969, married women were dressed in pandanus skirts and walked about the market bare-breasted. Some of the men had brightly painted faces and wore adornments of shells, pig tusks and feathers across their torsos. The township had been ‘discovered’ by Europeans just 35 years earlier. I had entered another world and time; and have remained smitten ever since.

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Papua New Guinea: Colliding with the Present

  • Livingston Armytage

摘要

When I visited Mt. Hagen as a student in 1969, married women were dressed in pandanus skirts and walked about the market bare-breasted. Some of the men had brightly painted faces and wore adornments of shells, pig tusks and feathers across their torsos. The township had been ‘discovered’ by Europeans just 35 years earlier. I had entered another world and time; and have remained smitten ever since.