It seems
that I haven't been home much lately. Most weeks I am working in the
north of the state working with students from the Tasmanian
Polytechnic or more recently, showing 3 designs as part of Interweave
Arts Streets Alive Remade Fashion Show. This latest experience
reinforced my commitment to supporting and promoting others, rather
than being in the spotlight myself. The catwalk experience was
terrifying.
I have
driven the Midland Highway thousands of times over the last 27 years
, so it is a familiar path; past the stumps that look like faces, the
trees that look like lollipops and the bits of road that are
nostalgic for one reason or another.
The turn
off to the East Coast always reminds me of summer holidays when mum
would pack us four kids and the dog in the Kingswood (an ex police
car) and we would drive for hours before reaching Scamander. Falling
out of the car in the dark we could smell the salty air and hear the
crashing waves of the nearby Beaumaris Beach.
