Summer Solstice (Swamp Road, Kindred)

Dusty roads. Abandoned farmhouses. Dry, yellow grass. Distant horizon lines. Shifting seasons. Aggregated moments of light and shadow, perspective and time. A decaying shed in a distant paddock. A celebration of the less curated corner of our lives. Examining the unselfconscious nature of the Tasmanian landscape and the intimate recognition of the place I call home.