The Australian landscape is brutal and isolated. This southern land has many unpredictable and shifting elements; scorching harsh sunlight, drought, barren plains and dead cold nights. It’s a lonely and unforgiving place with enveloping energy.
A dark past and an insurmountable struggle to tame the elements remain part of our history. At work across this land is a syntax of decay, illuminating traces of past lives, stories of struggle communicate in shadowy glimpses. Both ephemeral and constants locked in a timeless long dialogue.
At sunset light gives way to the darkness and as night falls on the land, it sets to work as a corrosive dew.