In the Northern Territory, on the marsh near my house.
I was standing on my car using a giant tripod to photograph animal bones. It was evening when a battered ute rolled in through the bush. The window wound down and a wiry man stared silently, cigarette in mouth. I wondered … was he a friend's dad from high school?
He eyeballed the scene awhile before drawling in a quiet, croaky, monotone “you... must...really...like...bones”. He continued staring with a empty expression and drove away, cigarette smouldering. Minutes later, I heard the crackle of burning spear grass. A fire was spreading down the marsh track, and I wondered to myself aloud whether he set the grass alight on purpose or by mistake.
Humpty Doo makes me paranoid like that.
Boab tree covered by a century of tourist graffiti, mythologised as the Hillgrove Lockup, north Western Australia, 2016
108x152cm, pigment print on platine fibre paper
Bones, Humpty Doo, Northern Territory, 2016
Pigment print on platine fibre paper, triptych, 107x213cm
Tidal Glass Drift, Wyndham, WA, 2016
Pigment print on platine fibre
Triptych, each panel 85x130cm
Monsoon, Humpty Doo, Northern Territory, 2016
Pigment print on platine fibre paper, 40x60cm
Dripping ember, Humpty Doo, Northern Territory, 2016
Pigment Print on matte rag paper, 80 x 120cm