The land, the hills, the sky. As we grow connections, we feed relationships and weave our ancestors’ stories, creating a bond that can’t be lost. It is a magical time at the Wiradjuri, as we chew on fresh burundi and listen to old oak’s tales. Take my hand, my feel, my touch, and carry on our legacy. Forever as one, forever healing the land, forever feeding connections. My artwork is all about healing broken generations. I used art mediums such as paint pens, watercolours, and pencils to create a scenic, authentic look. Making this artwork was tricky, as I tried to blend stories beyond pencils and paint. I wiped oils and rainbows, drawing symbols of what feeding connections feels like to me. To me, reconciliation means to live and carry on the way our Elders taught us, thriving towards traditions and glory. It means to bond deeply with family, weaving beautiful stories and tales. Reconciliation is when we reconcile and ignore our differences, discouraging discrimination and lies, making an inseparable connection with the people and countries we face. We’re like a tree. We feel together. We grow together, we drink, we eat together. But as we grow old, we grow branches. We create our own path and generation, teaching youngest to feed, to learn, to find and search. They become our seedling, making a new tree, a new generation, teaching others the way we always have.

Reconciliation means …
… to live and carry on the way our Elders taught us, thriving towards traditions and glory. It means to bond deeply with family, weaving beautiful stories and tales. Reconciliation is when we reconcile and ignore our differences, discouraging discrimination and lies, making an inseparable connection with the people and countries we face.