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Apr 12
in Earth and Sea, Karijini 2012 3 comments

Along coast near WA border across the Nullarbor to Norseman

Nullarbor is Latin for “no trees”… which is contrary to what is actually the case across this plain. Only on the Eastern side of the Nullarbor is there some distance of flat treeless plain…otherwise the flat, sometimes undulating limestone land which is filled with underground caves, is covered with freshly generating trees which also reveal evidence of dead limbs whose moisture was sucked from them during the drought.

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I am a Journeywoman. I live my life as an explorer. An adventurer. An Observer. An Artist. There is no differentiation between how I live my life and the art that is an expression of it. It is through my experience adventuring the unknown, that I learn more about myself. My aim through this connection is to live where my expression is fully in alignment with the essence of who I am. “In the field of Fine-Art Photography, Julie stands apart from others with the way she sees the world and expresses her connection within it. Julie Stephenson’s photographs are sublime. Her work is an expression of her deep connection; and a gift to the world.”

3 Comments:

  1. Lee
    April 13, 2012

    Dear Julie, Thank you for stirring my memory, love your photos, at first when I looked I thought there were gallahs in the tree, then realised it was the “Bra Tree”, the trees that have the spreading canopy on a tall willowy trunk Frank & I used to call them “Prohart” trees, he always showed them in his paintings. Enjoying the journey with you, travel safely. Love & hugs Lee

    • Julie
      April 14, 2012

      Hahaha…yes.. the “Bra tree” We also saw “Cup tree”..and “shoe and thong tree”. The trees our here are amazing – especially the ones with the tall spreading canopy. Max said they reminded him of “Giraffe trees” in Africa. Love and hugs Julie

  2. Sue
    September 15, 2015

    Last year when Warren and I were crossing the Nullarbor we passed a tree that was covered in an assortment of beautiful bras. The sign read of support for a dear woman who was battling breast cancer. Any woman was invited to add their bra to the collection and reflect on loved ones affected by this illness. So I did. Standing under the shade of the tree with only shorts and sandles on I prayed. That prayer was for your sister. Xx

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