Hot summer days walking the bush has proved ideal for clearing the mind. It is not long before the heat has your blood pounding in your ears, together with a chorus of cicadas to drown any inner chatter. Our hot dry woodlands cleanse and heal by searing away the unnecessary, until there is nothing but the breath, the here, and the now.
These new works celebrate the woodlands that we of Australia’s southeast call home: their brittle textures, muted tones, and the promise of cool shade.
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