As a visual artist, a land steward and social impact practitioner, living in rural Australia, I am drawn to the spaces where creativity, culture, and community meet. I’m especially interested in how the arts can nourish connection—between people, places, and worldviews—and how deep listening to something older, deeper, and more-than-just-us might guide us in tending life with care, integrity and humility.
My creations do not begin with me, and they do not end with me.
They emerge through me. They belong to something larger:
to land, to memory, to kinship, to curiosity.
Many of my pieces begin on canvases already marked—
traces of other artists, unknown hands, abandoned intentions.
I don’t always start with a blank slate.
Just as the Country I live and create on has never been blank—
it has always held stories, care, custodianship.
In both cases, I was handed a baton.
Not to own, but to hold briefly, reverently, and then pass along.
I create as a way of honouring and acknowledging the mystery and the magic of what it means to be part of something so much bigger than just the human story.
My creative practice is how I listen. How I offer. How I remember what it is to be in relation.
So instead of words, I offer a co-witnessing.
Please, look slowly, deply, curiously, and allow yourself to feel, to listen.
Let my creativity speak in the languages that live beyond language, the language of the soul.
And if you find yourself wondering,
“What does this piece mean?”
perhaps ask instead,
“What is this piece stirring in me?”