Across the top end of my country and on into its heartland the earth has been fractured and torn by immense forces we cannot understand. Some of these scars of violence are now massive gorge systems, filled with waterfalls, rivers and sometimes a lonely, isolated rockhole.
Life flourishes in such places, little Edens surviving in a landscape so hostile to man that it seems like the surface of another planet.
But it is my planet.
60 × 60cm
Acrylic, charcoal and inks on stretched canvas