Where did Spring and Summer disappear to? I did promise regular blogging. That kind of disappeared into a fog. A fog of grief, anger and lethargy. A few factors involved. The sudden death of my mother in law and the circumstances around that and the farewell for her, seemed to carry over for awhile. The impacts of vaccine discussions, mandates about who can do what and how, every time you are brave enough to turn on a TV. I also had to have further vaccines to be allowed to work. This also added to the lethargy, to the extent that I can fully understand why more people are saying No.
Summer did bring some rewards. We managed to beat the drought, fruit flies, birds and dogs ( yes working dogs love fruit) and were rewarded with some fruit to eat and bottle.
Even better, 2 of our young lychee trees gave a small crop in January.
We did score some rain, the Stuart River did get some runs in it. The water did go over the bridge. This was early one morning as it was still rising.
This is Regeneration- After the Firestorm. My artist statement mentions the green shoots, broken fences, swirling emotions like the firestorm itself, trying to pick yourself up and climb out of the disaster. I would like it to be hung along side Firestorm- Which Way Out, so the viewer can study both together.
This is a snippet of Alchemy, to be completed for Tangled Threads in Kingaroy in July