She Hides in the Ginkgo, and Weaves in the Night.

Solo exhibition - Yering Sation, Yarra Glen - 2014

I needed to escape. My anxiety was choking me. Grappling with a yearning to leave behind stories in the news of a changing climate, of war and of nature being destroyed. My anxiety felt bigger than me. I wanted to run to the mountains, disappear into the desert, go and clean my mind in the ocean.

But I couldn’t.

I have a family and there was never a moment that I thought of leaving them behind, so instead I decided to sleep in my garden, alone. I did this to get to know another side of a place that calms me and is seemingly familiar, to meet her micro world and her nocturnal world, her star world and her weather world from a little tent on the back lawn.

So, I disappeared into nature, in a tent, in my backyard for 31 nights.

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