Sometimes the ocean washes up strange and beautiful sculptures. They just appear, one day, on the beach, fully formed, jutting out of the sand like a permanent fixture. How it got there and what forces of nature carved and sculpted it into the beautiful intriguing thing it has become, one can only guess. The form it takes can often remind us of things long forgotten and buried in the mists of time. Perhaps they tell a story of times and places where strange and beautiful creatures once roamed the earth in harmony with their natural environment, where ancient forests were tall, majestic and full of life, where tinkling crystal-clear streams wove together a lush layered wilderness. A time we can now only catch glimpses of and imagine.
- Fiona Francois -
Driftwood Thylacine drawing in progress