Drowned Man in a Dry Creekbed, New Year 1993
My friends, Neil and David Bell, and I were out on the path of the Kungka kutjara, a Central Australian travelling songline – one of those epic Central Australian chants that are meant to have come into being in the Tjukurpa (eternity), or Altjira as the Aranda call it. We were hoping, perhaps too blithely, […]