Yinjaa-Barni Art

Walking on Yinjabarndi Country These are the footprints of the men, women and children who walked our country before us. Our elders.

Spinifex Country Our country is covered with spinifex. In the old days, our elders would grind the spinifex seeds to make flour to make into damper. The resin from the spinifex can be used to make glue. The kangaroos also find shelter among the spinifex bushes, to hide themselves from Read more…

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…

Pilbara Wildflowers These are the Pilbara wildflower’s that grow on the ground they have a beautiful orange colour blending in the country during flower season.

Marni The Pilbara is a land of many beautiful colours. Its beauty blends into the mother earth and against the red, purple hills in the distance. In time and season, the yellow Wattles, Mulla and Sturt Pea bloom and the country comes alive with the wildflowers watered by the rain Read more…

Wildflower Seeds These are the little seeds that fall on the country after wildflower season. With the rain and some time the blooms will carpet the bush in the new year.

Tharnahdee Turtles are loners, especially female when it comes to hatching the young. They dig in the sand and bury the eggs for days until the come out from hiding under the sand then they roam alone to the water. Not one but many.

Snake (Warloo) In our country we have snakes that live in the trees and they wait for flying foxes and birds to eat.

Our Country (The Pilbara) The Pilbara is the country where we the Yindjibarndi people live and share many of our Cultural stories and history that have been passed onto us by our ancestors, of how they used to walk through the flat country we call the (Table Lands) visiting family Read more…

Pilbara Iron Ore Hills At golden hour, when driving through the country, the iron ore in the Pilbara Hills glows and glimmers in the sunlight. I’ve captured this glimmer with copper paint in my work.