It is the autumn equinox and sunset and sunrise are within a minute +12 hours of each other. It’s a big world tonight, with the Sometimes Sea filling and the heavenly clock ticking.
I’m sitting by a mound spring on the southern shore of Lake Eyre. At my feel there is water bubbling out of the sand, which hasn’t seen daylight since it fell as rain on the Great Dividing Range over 1 million years ago. It’s crystal clear from the filtration of 1000 kms of aquifers, and it is bubbling happily.
Scattered around the dunes are great artefacts? of stone tool making. Smooth washed river rocks from the rivers of the Flinders Ranges lay scattered amongst a field of discarded chips of many colours. The lucky chips, the useful ones, have long gone walking along the travel lines to be left beside an unknown campfire.
The scale, the timeframes, the sky, the water, is all big fella.
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"Words are clumsy pretenders of the images of my mind."
As a practicing artist I have travelled far and wide across Australia, walked on country, camped on country and rolled out my swag. I thank the custodians and I acknowledge the traditional owners of country throughout Australia and their continuing connection to land, culture and community. I pay my respect to Elders past and present.