Sunday, 27 December 2015

The grass tree ranges across the length and breadth of the country that sings to me, that I was born in, that flows...


The grass tree ranges across the length and breadth of the country that sings to me, that I was born in, that flows up through my feet. Whenever I leave my country I feel cut off and bereft.

I have no idea how I'm going to cope with going all the way to Finland in a year or two..

WPP 2015 - Week 48 - My Country
Weekly Photo Project 2015 curated by Alen Ianni , Bernhard Rembold , Cliff Loresco , Francesco Scaglioni , Heather D , Ken Fowkes , Navin Upendran , Robyn King and T.E. Smith
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6 comments:

  1. I think you will be terribly terribly homesick to live in such alien places that are not the world you know that is part of you.  Try to remember that our species is infinitely adaptable and best of luck to you besides.
        The wonderful thing that can happen to us is this: We see the world with alien eyes and can paint that world in a way that no one else can. I'm looking forward to seeing your creations in a few years. <3

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  2. It's certainly going to be interesting. JS Rowe - thank you for your thoughts!

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  3. Beautiful!! I love this so much Alicia:-)

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  4. What a great idea for the theme and the images all work so well :)

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