oil on ply
I distinctly remember feeling like I was stepping into an enchanted garden on this misty miserable day. I had navigated several bus stops and two busses to a site that looked deserted because of the weather. Yet once I stepped past the stone garden entrance I lost all track of time, I entered another world, an ancient world, a world with stories and mysteries waiting to be discovered
“This project was assisted through Arts Tasmania by the Minister for the Arts”.