In a way, I find the spirit of rural Australia is reflected in the forms of the landscape. Over time our story is inscribed in the land and absorbed by all passing by.

A gum in a paddock speaks of an era before the land was tilled, a weathered fence line of order and division, a necessity shaping our modern way of life. Rains bring life, well most of the time anyway, we never quite know what will happen next. We are shaped by the past and prepare for the future. Our character is found in the smallest of details and the largest of spaces. Our life in the landscape, reflected in the landscape itself.

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