I witness time deep time layers upon layers mud, sand, lime, conglomerates of rounded pebbles iron bands Fractures Pressure Uplift...

Before you get to Berri turn right the Goyder route end point the Flinders Ranges The landscape opens up fills our eyes ...

“Nature” is how we say it here in Wurundjeri Country. Nature is around us. We are nature. Those trees are nature. We sense, touch, smell,...

The pale red of the dunes. Cloaked horizon. The sharp blue-white of salt in my retinae. Deep contrast, eons of erosion immensurable...

The passing of time made trust confidence bond common places Engaging an idea An irreverent dog (more Collingwood than grand Kew)...

The words float in the night lighten by the fire we are all eyes Words flow getting together, embracing the lizard and the bird fight in...

Meter by meter we moved away kilometer by kilometer we were rediscovering re-imagining. I dreamed, you dreamed of essentially others...

Flying high the spinifex disappeared, the acacias and casuarinas disappeared, the hills disappeared. Roads were lines without beginnings....

Listen to the running water! Suggested the memories and the voices fleeting echoes hugging ancient granite blocks prehistoric ferns...