Going Back To The Nation

1993 was deemed ‘The Year of the Indigenous Person’ and without hesitation I started to research the Indigenous cultures of Australia-photograph cultural evidence in whatever medium it was displayed or celebrated and generate my own personal archive of material in order to make a ‘picture novel’ of these findings.

I worked on the Indigenous Documentary ‘Quest for Country’ (see seperate Journal Entry) and while in the Outback I was forever looking for ‘elements’ that could later be incorporated into a more complex visual language. The bars over the cracked ear…

I worked on the Indigenous Documentary ‘Quest for Country’ (see seperate Journal Entry) and while in the Outback I was forever looking for ‘elements’ that could later be incorporated into a more complex visual language. The bars over the cracked earth in this image being an example.

This page is from ‘Voice of the First Day’ by Robert Lawlor and a major influence personally.

This page is from ‘Voice of the First Day’ by Robert Lawlor and a major influence personally.

‘Bioptim’ 1993

‘Bioptim’ 1993

1993

1993

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‘Kata Juta’ 1993

‘Kata Juta’ 1993

Redfern Wall 1993

Redfern Wall 1993

Redfern Wall 1993

Redfern Wall 1993

The projection in the next picture is from this 1950’s garage door

The projection in the next picture is from this 1950’s garage door

Jimmy Sharman’s BoxersFrom the red dust north of Dalmore DownsSharman's tents roll into townTwelve will face the auctioneerSharman's Boxers stand their groundTheir days are darker than your nightsBut they won't be the first to fallChildren broken fr…

Jimmy Sharman’s Boxers

From the red dust north of Dalmore Downs

Sharman's tents roll into town

Twelve will face the auctioneer

Sharman's Boxers stand their ground

Their days are darker than your nights

But they won't be the first to fall

Children broken from their dreams

But they won't be the first to fall

Fighting in the spotlight

Eye's turn blacker than their skin

For Jimmy Sharman's boxers

It's no better if you win

Standing in the darkness

Lined up waiting for the bell

The days are wasted drinking

At the first and last hotel

Why are we fighting for this?

Why are you paying for this?

You pay to see me fall like shrapnel

To the floor

What is the reason for this?

There is a reason for this?

What is the reason they keep coming back for more?

The blows now bring him to his knees

But still the crowd calls out for more

The drums are burning in his ears

The man keeps counting out the score

Midnight Oil’

Redfern 1993

Redfern 1993