Walking along the beach in Horseshoe Bay I collected what I intuitively felt drawn to each day. These broken pieces of glass, these fragments of rubbish, has been transformed from clear sharp shards into opaque and smooth jewels of the sea.

Unfortunately many of the plant specimens I collected in Bowen were damaged by the record 1-in-100 year flooding rainfall that occurred during my fieldwork. They could not dry properly and had to be thrown away due to mould. I was disappointed as the Hamburg Herbarium was looking forward to receiving specimens into their collection, from my re-tracings of Dietrich in the field. I salvaged these woody cuttings left denuded of foliage from the mouldy discards. By combining them with the sea glass I constructed a series of botanical works back in the studio to symbolically replace those lost from the trip. In fieldwork things don’t always go to plan. There is poetry to be found in the broken.