When I paint the Australian landscape I see in my images the hand of my grandfather, when I sculpt I see the humour of my father and when I draw figures and patterns I can see the beautiful work of my mother.
Human beings like stars are sometimes hidden. Stars still shine in the daytime, we just don't have the eyes to see them. As the sun sets they become visible, when I make things the aesthetic of my family becomes visible. And I love that.
Human beings like stars are sometimes hidden. Stars still shine in the daytime, we just don't have the eyes to see them. As the sun sets they become visible, when I make things the aesthetic of my family becomes visible. And I love that.
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