The Sins of the Fathers
Having moved to Tasmania as a child, I was entranced by the unique and magnetic energy of the landscape. However, as I have learned of the brutal and destructive acts of history, towards both the indigenous population and to the thylacine, my eyes were opened and my perception altered. And yet, despite the loss and the destruction, I am able to more fully see the beauty of what remains, of the traditions that are still today being passed down from mother to daughter,and to understand the sacredness of the traditions of those who first dwelt here.
Pen & shotgun holes on linen