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Walking through the Land Long ago in in the dreamtime our ancestors were walking freely in the country, visiting, hunting and enjoying camping, always looking after the country and to this day we still respect the land sharing stories about the country where sacred sites are and what tribe belongs Read more…

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Colours Through The Rocks In Yindjibarndi country there are many different shaped rock formations. It looks like a truck has tipped a huge pile of rocks. At different times of the day, especially in the evening sunset, you will see the beautiful colours changing across the face of the rocks Read more…

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Millstream Homestead This is where I grew up. Where my family worked and where I got my first job as a station hand. I have strong childhood memories from here. I use the memories in my mind to paint places as I remember them.

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Rangers The rangers in the Pilara glow at certain times of the day. The light hits the face of the rock and the colours shift. My country is full of life. Native plants grow in the tough conditions against the odds. We are strong like these plants.

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Purple Mulla Mulla Purple Mulla Mulla grows among the grasses, blending beautifully with the bushes. It grows in carpets around my country. The seeds are carried in the wind and new plants spring up every season.

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Colours Through The Rocks In Yindjibarndi country there are many different shaped rock formations. It looks like a truck has tipped a huge pile of rocks. At different times of the day, especially in the evening sunset, you will see the beautiful colours changing across the face of the rocks Read more…

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Colours Through The Rocks In Yindjibarndi country there are many different shaped rock formations. It looks like a truck has tipped a huge pile of rocks. At different times of the day, especially in the evening sunset, you will see the beautiful colours changing across the face of the rocks Read more…

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After the Fire. Burnt Country In the early years living out on country our ancestors walked freely from one place to another, always visiting families nearby. They knew where to go and never lost direction or place. In the season of rain and cyclones they would find shelter in the Read more…

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