I don’t know why artists are drawn to the centre. Watching a doco on Anish Kapoor he said “It’s all about space”. The space out there feels infinite. The West McDonnells implode on that starkness. This week on the coast it’s cold and memories of the red dust have appeared on Facebook with Megan and the impending journey of Jane to Rainbow Valley, Michaels trip and the colours of Lake Eyre in Carla’s paintings. This is a sneak peak of my book made from rubbings, dust and ink from Palm Valley NT.