Jarrah

Jarrah is a lanky mate I have known for twelve years in remote South Australia. Born into a multi-generational farming family and named after a native tree, his life is coloured by expanses of red dirt and blue skies, and by the realities of drought, isolation and uncertainty. A contemplative and gentle person, he is quietly searching for his own identity, using his unique blend of curiosity, stubbornness, sarcasm and humour, without fear of being provocative. His evolving motivations are reflected in his social footy; his mischievous red Kelpie named Template II; and his patched-up 1970s Land Cruiser, nicknamed Boris.