This
painting is one of several where I've used the shape of a little tin
horse or cow I once found on a rubbish dump at Tanbar Station, a child's
toy perhaps, but to me a symbol of the toughness (and pathos) of
pioneering families. Here I tell the story of a family who
travelled overland from NSW to the
Kimberley with
everything they owned, taking three years to do so.
Their
trip took one thousand, one hundred and sixty nine days,
passing through a land
millions of years old.
I came to the Kimberley
long ago on a white horse
with visions of grass and
castles.
I siezed my fate -
children I brought,
and women and cattle
and built a kingdom
in this land as old as
time
Carol
McCormack 1999