Ellie Hannon

 On noticing…

In the bush I notice temporality and unpredictability; cloud movements across the sky and their shadows carpeting the ground, a meandering insect mark etched on a tree, a confused line of ants zigzagging across red sand and a length of grass forming its own drawing as it moves in motion with the wind. 

In the city I notice random dirt trails that dart between the right angles of concrete and asphalt, a trace of city dwellers yearning for choice. The tension that exists between nature and the urban environment is seen in these slowly eroding desire paths, where a soft emerging autonomy contrasts with the hardness of infrastructures. I see my freshly landed footsteps contribute to this act of choice, certain and deliberate, written over earlier foot-tracks in the dust. 

I acknowledge the Awabakal and Worimi people as the traditional owners of the country that i call my home base, this incredible place upon which I live, work, garden, explore and foster community, I appreciate and respect it endlessly. I recognise that sovereignty was never ceded and I pay respect to Elders past, present and emerging.