One thinks a lot when out walking alone in the bush. Landscape is never really just landscape, but a mix of scenery, memories, bird calls, wet feet, worries, ruminations… the list goes on.
This piece of music I wrote thinking of the victims of the abuse carried out by members of the Catholic clergy here in Ballarat. The video came later. I shot the ribbons just before they were removed in a sort of “enough’s enough” manoeuver. Glad the ribbons are back and even more fluttery than before. In the spirit of Elie Wiesel’s observation that, “silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented”, I put this together.
I don’t work with video very much nowadays, as I prefer the immediacy of drawing and painting, but sometimes video just seems to fit the subject.