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Dear Country…
*In resistance to the tokenistic acknowledgement of Country, I share the words written on and with Darug and Gundungurra Country in September 2018 as a personalised response to the welcomes given by traditional custodians, and by Country if we dare to listen. I respectfully and lovingly share this acknowledgement of Darug and Gundungurra Country as…
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Surrendering To Country Pt2: Yarramundi Reborn
*These words are offered in service to the beautiful wise Old People of the Dharug, upon whose ancestral home my life and work are now nourished and nurtured, and to Country Itself, whose living and intentional soul permeates my own. I acknowledge the stolen land, culture, families, and histories here, and through my life-work resist…
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Surrendering To Country: Yarramundi Under Water
*These words are offered in service to the beautiful wise Old People of the Dharug, upon whose ancestral home my life and work are now nourished and nurtured, and to Country Itself, whose living and intentional soul permeates my own. I acknowledge the stolen land, culture, families, and histories here, and through my life-work resist…
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“The gate’s been left open…”
*Featured image by Jolita Kelias. All other photographs by me. “You’ve grown a lot this past year, you know. Right now, I’m seeing you kind of like a dingo-dog person who has been living in a human yard a long, long time never really feeling there, you know, not fully content in what you know.…
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More-Than-Human Law
*All photographs by me. The past few days have been spent attempting to fulfil my life-long dream of cage diving with great white sharks. The intent was to be open to shark knowledges and the wisdom this magnificent and misunderstood creature may have to share with me. Unfortunately, things didn’t go to plan. A nasty wind…
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Eco-Philosophy: From Gaelic Imaginings to African Realisations (“no trees, no air; no air, no breathing; no breathing, no living!”)
*All photographs by me. My environmental journey has been one of the most metamorphic experiences of my life. At first, I imagine that journey as river, its flow gathering steadily and branching off into tributaries that nourish new ideas and perspectives. Then, I liken that winding river to the sinuous body of a snake, periodically…