Several women, all distant relatives, joined forces with Ibu Nengah over several days to make a zillion banten and sajen, sacred offerings crafted from leaves, fruit, and flowers. These alone were for the new gender wayang and gansa keys.
I figured out that men make satay and lawar because they require cooking only at the end, after everything's been peeled, chopped, and mixed. Here they are working outdoors. The kitchen was bustling with women cooking everything else.
The host is expected to feed all the workers. Yum.
The night before, all the instruments arrived from cramped makeshift quarters at Kosil's house up the street.
Pak Terip's brother Ketut carves little wood parts, I forget for what ceremonial purpose.
The priest's setup for the formal ceremony:
A Balinese cousin, Kadek Andre (left), drums.
Here's a favorite grandson... I guess nephew for me... in red, center right on calung. He reminds me of myself when I was little, eager to read and write. He's already good at gamelan, cocky as the other, older boys.
Offerings have to be placed everywhere -- someone climbed a ladder to hang these on the corners of the roofs. It's assurance that every spot in the new space is cleansed of bad intentions.
The boys in the background arrived ahead of the ceremony and dutifully await their turn to practice.
Some more close-ups of the banten for the instruments. There's all kinds of holy water in the little glasses for the god Visnu.
The itty-bitty house, left background, contains shrines. They opened the door for folks to pray during the ceremony. they made a temporary bamboo shrine to invite the sun goddess to rest here, along with a small platform with a sprig of leaves (middle ground) to appease bad spirits. The stack of offerings on the post (left foreground) is a permanent offering place for muses to grace the rehearsal space.
The priest had lots of help from family members while reciting the required mantras. Check out the flowers and leaves he's wrapping around the bell.
Also around his hat.
A spread of offerings before the temporary shrines:
And then a ritual fire with bamboo for the god Brahma:
Members of the sanggar wait patiently during the recitation. I provide some amusement with my webcam photography.
Pak Terip and his son Putu Putrawan, far right, the primary hosts, wait close at hand.
The concluding prayer during which all Hindu worshippers offer a series of poses and flowers. Pak Terip's youngest son, Ketut, center, and brother Kosil behind him:
I was too enthralled by this step of the ceremony to take pictures (also wary of flying holy water), but a train of sanggar and family members carried offerings and those symbolic tools in the bottom right corner of the spread above, circumambulating the family complex to cleanse the space spiritually.
And after all that there was more recitation dedicated to the new instruments. And that is where the remainder of your donations went!
Every year the instruments have a little birthday, which require a smaller version of this ceremony. If you liked this post, please share and click the button on the right to contribute.
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