2010-2018 Collection

As a child I learnt to focus my eyes on the horizon, trotting along on my pony to keep up with my father on his sturdy stock horse as he checked fence lines, feed and water, seeking stray sheep and cattle, vision sweeping over the landscape. I observed the losses and renewals of nature; felt and saw the shifting lights, shapes, smells, textures, colours and sounds of the seasons, dry times and good.