I was on the tail end of an amazing and transformative trip in in WA and SA. I had left Perth a few weeks ago and hitch hiked down the and across the coast, through Margaret River, Manjinup, Denmark, Albany, Esperance, Norseman, and now Pt Lincoln.

I had given myself to the road and had been taken places and met people that I will never forget. After hitching across the Nullarbor, I made my way to Fishery Bay where I was to stay a little week with an older couple, Nel and Ian, who invited me into their home. In exchange for a place to stay, home cooked food, and herbs from the garden, I was to work around the place. This work ended up being painting a mural on a caravan situated at the entrance of their property. I sketched a design, prepared the surface, and got to work. For the next few days all I knew was paint. In between bouts of painting, I would walk to the beach, read, sit on the porch admiring nature, and drink copious amounts of tea.

Finally, on the morning of my final day, I placed the last brushstroke.

The painting signifies the sacred unity of two partners, and the love and generosity which it brings. It also shows the trees of life, acting as a bridge to the higher planes of existence and as a transferer of solar energy into the earth. The trees are also seen as Humans, who also are solar beings capable of tuning into a higher as well as deeper, interconnected, consciousness.

With the mural finished, it was time for me to be on my way. But not before Ian serenaded me with a powerful and raw version of Don McLean’s ‘Vincent’, as a show of thanks. I could not have been more thankful for the whole experience. Till next time, Fishery Bay.