The Sands of Cape Leveque or 'what is left behind'

In the heart of the Kimberley, where the earth meets the endless expanse of turquoise waters, time moves to the rhythm of the tides, swift and profound. Each sunset paints the sky in hues of red and gold, casting shadows upon the ancient sands, a canvas of stories etched in patterns, waiting to be cleansed by the returning tide. Here, amidst the whispers of the wind and the gentle lapping of waves, we found solace in the quiet majesty of nature's dance. 
I sculpted this single piece of ancient Huon Pine, a timber that bears witness to millennia in the cradle of southern Tasmania. Each stroke of the chisel, a tribute to the enduring spirit of this majestic timber, and the coastline of the far north of Australia. In its veins run the echoes of ancient forests, and landscapes, and tells the story of what is left behind.