Loaded the van up, bumpy dirt roads and my ceramic passengers buckled in, wicker baskets and sarongs duelled as briefcases and picnic facilitators. 

Craft Victoria, Melbourne the van got way less fragile and chugged down the great ocean road and back up the east coast to home. 

Cold waves, record shops, nice shells and some sly spots.

This body of work was drenched in water and branches of new growth.