I found a gold ring on the street and thought it meant something.
I work between photography and something else, using fragments of the everyday, a mixture of humour, sadness and the mundane. I want to share the experience of being overwhelmed by photography, by its length, duration, speed and convoluted somethings. Collecting and connecting memories of the past and present, and reinterpreting the banal, ruminations can be fleeting before moving to the next. Among it all, perhaps there are things that can be seen, picked out and held onto, sort of like photographs.
We acknowledge and pay respect to the Traditional Owners of the lands upon which our campus is situated, the Boonwurrung and Woiwurrung people of the Kulin Nations, who have created art, made music and told their stories here for thousands of generations. We also acknowledge and extend our respect to the Traditional Owners of all lands on which our work is viewed, shared and enjoyed, and to all Elders, past, present and emerging.
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