an abandoned railway station
searching, but not knowing for what
until I found it
I returned from working in Nepal to Australia in February. Each time I do this, there is a feeling of disjuncture followed by long period of re-adjustment.
I took a drawing road trip into Western Victoria to re-calibrate. Behind a disused railway station, I found a heap of discarded dead birds, a range of species, many fledgings, interred in their own waste. The dessicated and disorted bodies spoke of immense suffering.
The unlived lives of these contorted bodies serve as a metaphor for the landscape that has been destroyed, no longer able to support the natural world. In their human-like gestures, they suggest shared suffering.
The concertina book is made of 20 drawings, it is about four metres long x 380 mm high.