Nuclear Waste…

Another of my environmental art statements… and with all this talk about what our kids stand to lose… well, I thought it apt.

Nuclear Waste...

Nuclear Waste...


… or… What Was That?
… or… Too Late
… or… Winter’s Coming

I had a very hard time naming this piece. It’s a personal protest at our greed, our stupidity and our ignorance, when it comes to the world we live in and the way we choose to power it. As a mother, a grandmother, a wife, an aunt, a sister, a friend… and as a woman… the rate at which we’re destroying our world shocks and worries me. I wonder what (if anything) our children and grandchildren will be left with after we’re gone. Will we steal all their wealth so that we can show others that we own things that we don’t even need? Will we destroy their world in our efforts to make ourselves fat, and hand them an empty husk when we have nothing else left? Will there be enough food to eat?… enough air to breathe?…
I hope so…

I hope our children don’t become the waste… or the sea, or the birds. It makes me sad that many species are already extinct because of our own actions. I hope we stop and realise what we’re doing before it’s our children who suffer.

Our environment needs us to make a change from our dependence on coal, fossil fuels and nuclear power. We have the technology to stop pouring waste into our atmosphere. There are simple and safe methods to power our world. We don’t need to sacrifice luxuries, we just need to buy smarter. We don’t need to impede progress… we need to progress on to the next stage of technological development. We can’t just turn a blind eye anymore. We can change…. we can progress past the technologies that give us an incentive to rape and destroy our home…. and place our children in the path of danger.

We could make a difference if we all tried… if we all cared.

Photo manipulation. Layers of my own photos, including the children on the beach, a sunset, a lightning strike and birds. Original photos taken with Fuji finepix S5600


No Sense?

… It makes all the sense in the world…

Yesterday the Territory Government said it would not support a mine at the site because of community opposition.

But the Minerals Council’s Mitch Hook says rejecting a mine at such an early stage makes no sense.

“We’re looking at the options, and given that the Federal Government has jurisdiction in this space we’ll certainly be making representations to the government to see what, if anything, can be done to resurrect this project,” he said.

In other words, Mr Hook… not only do you NOT CARE what the people nearby your poison pit want… and not only do you COMPLETELY DISREGARD the rejection of the territory that you want to poison… but you’re openly admitting that you’re going to approach the federal government in an attempt to bribe them into allowing this monstrosity.

Meanwhile, a senior Arrente woman says many Aboriginal people – particularly those living in town camps south of Alice Springs – are scared about the potential development of the Angela Pamela uranium mine.

Christobel Swan says people are worried they will get sick in the same way people did after nuclear testing at Maralinga in South Australia in the 1950s.

“There’s a lot of old people here, and the young people… we don’t want that uranium here because… we really don’t like that,” she said.

“There’s a lot of people who don’t understand this uranium and what this uranium’s going do to us.”

These people are not savages. Their race has survived in this country for at least 40 000 years. It is one of the oldest living races on the planet. And in that time they have managed to remember a lot more about this place and what has happened in it than any other culture in the world… more and more scientific proof that ‘stories’ depict ancient real life events is being uncovered every day.

I personally think we could all do well to listen to their advice on a good manner of subjects… looking after our environment should be a given. And who better to actually remember what happened at Maralinga? We, with the video cameras and scientific evidence don’t seem to remember too well at all.

These people deserve the right to defend their land against those who seek to destroy it… particularly if there is a health risk to their people. We would not like someone to come into our back yard and start digging great holes and spreading poisonous materials around… why should they?

To me, Mr Hook… this makes all the sense in the world. In fact, I don’t think it could be any clearer. You don’t own the land, nor the people who live on it… and you’re certainly neither God nor the law. So what gives you the right to assume that you can steal anything from these people?

Who do you think you are? Keep your hands off!