Colin Story

Australia came as a surprise. I found the untrammelled landscape I’d been looking for among the power lines and chimneys of England where I was at school and University for the 18 years after returning from India as a 3 year old.
First the brilliant whites and strong shadows of Perth, then the wide red country of the Pilbara. But Walpole was my making, the mosses and fungi, trees tall to the sky, the beginnings of an understanding of how we as Europeans unsettled the land. I’ve spent the last 35 years in Fremantle being humbled by, and developing an admiration for how people had honoured this land for countless thousands of years before these recent endeavours.