A neighbour to Port Kembla, this is the place where natural environment, urban sprawl and heavy industry meet. It lies on a narrow strip between the ocean and the lake. The council built a walkway through what had always seemed like my space, raising issues of personal space and public domain for me.
Looking down the corridors of Time that exist between the untouched landscape and the presence of a city on that site. At what pint of habitation does sustainability cease?
Aerial Landscape? Magnification of vegetation structure? Weather isobars? Or human fingerprints?