Late Summer Soak

Womens Art Prize Tasmania

There’s a saying that time heals all wounds, but grief tells a different story. Time passes with each year marked by the natural rhythms of our surrounds; Wattle bursts in late winter, Blossom follows, paving way for our streets to be lined with vibrant Flowering Gum in late summer. There is no marker or end to which one will grieve for another.

With Cassie Sullivan