Thoughts of Flying (2009) Pied Stilts, South Australia
These delightful birds were roosting on a
sandbank, calmly snoozing, or so it seemed,
until a solitary pelican paddled just that little too
close. In unison the stilts began to march ‘as
one’ in perfect formation. I wondered, for no
good reason, as I often do whether the collective
were actually ‘thinking’ about what they were
doing. Were they actually preplanning a take off,
were they ‘thinking’ about flight? Did they, indeed
do they, have a mental concept of what flight
actually is?
Memory Lane (2006) Hattah-Kulklyne National Park, Victoria
I love to wander. Backroads, country lanes, bush
tracks, anywhere, anytime. This is an addictive
pastime, at any turn there could be a visual feast
of colour, of form or texture. This image is of
mallee, wattle and grasses against a bright blue
winter sky. The creation has been inspired by the
bliss of wandering.