CLAIRE LETITIA REYNOLDS

 WATCH OVER ME, DARK SPIRITS

February 15 - May 15

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WATCH OVER ME, DARK SPIRITS

 Walking through the bush of the Mountain, the rain has stopped, and the sun is peaking through soft grey clouds. The Australian gums are glowing; light sparkles, shimmering off the gum leaves. Something magical is happening- camera in hand; I capture what I am seeing.

 The black birds watch me, I feel that they are ancient, and have been here as long as time can remember. Their gaze piercing, sleek black wings, powerful, swoop and dive around me. I am an intruder here just like the invaders that came here long ago‚Ķ

 The presence of the First Peoples here is strong; I can hear their whispers in the crackle of the soft wet leaves, see dark shadows in between the trees. Once there was ceremony here, people hunted and lived, loved.

That is gone now; the black birds are still here, guardians to a sacred space, watching over the land and the spirits that linger.

~ Claire Letitia Reynolds