In 2011 we spent a month in Australia among our adventures we flew to the Red Centre looking out of the plane window at the desert below I was struck by how much the dried lakes and salt pans looked like Aboriginal art or cave paintings.
Iricanji a poisonous jelly fish / iri wiri good water
Looking down on the dry river cut country tribal art is revealed
The lands ancient wrinkled skin
Weathered horny hide cracked and lined by countless endless summers
Covered by tattoos
Ancient etchings
Painted by dream time hands
Parched riverbed silhouettes spreading branches of long past trees
Each black dot of tinder dry bush
A leaf a pinprick of paint
Beneath the boughs
Green grey ribbon
Snake coils slither
Across vast brown empty
Half submerged bask
Salties, tortoise and go-ana
Huge vast and ancient
Scales and spines
Hills and escarpments
Reptilian and still
Red marsupial mountains
Hop, bound and leap
Between billabong and creek
Desiccated lakes
Iridescent salt pan opal
Birds and fish
An image of bounty
In a lifeless ochre and brown sun burnt expanse