Short days, long nights. Colder days and fires at night. Winter holidays on the beach. Walking in the depths of winter on the mid-North coast of NSW. The brilliant sky belied the necessity to rug up to brave the weather, water temperature still at 18 degrees. No surfers braving the cold wind save three surfing dolphins who were spotted coasting in on the gentle swell. Did they hear our voices and enquiringly pose their own questions? We didn't have the right answers and they disappeared for more interesting conversation elsewhere.
Walking around Big Hill we stopped and photographed purple lilly pillies, blue native ginger fruit, corn yellow banksia and a lone fisherman silhouetted against the sea, perched nonchalantly on an unfriendly rock with no obvious pathway.
One spout and then another; sharp eyes spotted the tell-tale signs of migrating humpbacks off to frolic in the warmer waters of Byron Bay.
Homage to Aboriginality, the crew painted the cardboard inner tubes of lino rolls. We argued like kindergarteners and produced work of approximately the same quality.
Despite arguments about 'Pollockia' and downright inspiration from Burnum Burnum's Guide to Aboriginal Australia the results were pretty tame. There was discussion though of entering them in the Bellingen Biennale.
Personally I think the photos are of much better quality! 
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