I am fascinated with the Japanese concept of “mono no aware”: the impermanence of things. This is epitomised in cherry blossoms that emerge and then drift away, a moment experienced and gone. Australia is not a cherry blossom country, but a wild and ravaged land of extremes, yet its flora is equally transitory.

“The Impermanence of Things” captures the impermanence of blossom-shaped forms adrift on a breeze. The ephemeral nature of moving blossoms, an abstracted and blurry moment.