Tales of Earthsea

The cliff's edge crumbled under his boot, a piece of earth breaking away, lost to the waves below. The wind pressed against his back, salt heavy in the air.
The sea crashed against the rock, hungry, pulling, never resting.
He looked down where the stone met the water, jagged and worn, and thought of how they had shaped each other for eons.

Since returning to Australia I’ve constantly been pulled towards that point where the earth meets the sea. Maybe it’s because it has been such a long time since I lived by the coast, perhaps it’s because I have a new-found deep appreciation and respect for the land, water, and uniqueness of Australia’s wilderness earned by years of living in Europe.

Tales of Earthsea is a series of handmade earth pigment paints on canvas.
Long before written language, before the first cities rose, humans reached for the earth and found color. Red ochre, yellow sienna, and deep umber—minerals crushed to dust, mixed with water, and pressed onto stone.
In firelit caves, early hands traced the shapes of animals, the arc of a hunt, the imprint of their own existence. These pigments, pulled from the very bones of the land, were more than mere decoration; they were the first stories, the first symbols, the first proof that we sought to understand and leave something behind. Though millennia have passed, the colors remain, unchanged, as timeless as the earth itself.

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