year 7/8

Phoenix Moore

Title: Growing up on Country
Theme: Country and Connection
Medium: Text

Brief Description:
Growing up on Country, learning from my family how to survive out bush.

My name is Phoenix I’m 13-year-old from Brewarrina, a small town in outback New South Wales known for its strong Aboriginal heritage and deep connection to the land. Growing up on Country, I have always felt close to nature. I love being outdoors and spends most of my free time hunting, pigging, and fishing with my family and cousins. These activities aren’t just for fun they’re a way of life that connects me to my culture and the land around me.

I especially enjoy pigging, which I do with my dad and uncles and their dogs. I know how to track wild pigs through the bush and understand the balance of respecting animals and taking only what’s needed. I learned to move quietly, read animal tracks, and work as a team with both people and dogs. The excitement of the chase and the teamwork it takes to bring down a big boar gives him a real sense of joy.

Fishing is another favourite activity to do. Whether it’s casting a line in the Barwon River or setting nets with my cousins, I find it peaceful by the water. I’m patient and know where the good fishing spots are, passed down by older family members who’ve fished those rivers for generations. I often bring home yellow bellies, but I once court a huge Murri Cod which my family cooked over the fire.

Even though I go to school and play footy with my mates, it’s the time I like to spend on Country that means the most to me. I dream of becoming a sports athlete. So, one day I could look after the land, protect wildlife, and teach others and young kids one day and what i did for fun as a kid hunting and learning about Aboriginal traditions and ways of living off the land.

To me, pigging, fishing, and hunting are more than just hobbies they’re how I stay connected. to me this is where I come from, and what I want to be

Lincoln Frid

Title: Family Foundations
Theme: Family and Community
Medium: Art

Brief Description:
Family Foundations (My artwork) portrays a story that represents my grandmother (Big Nan). My grandmother Theresa was a descendant of the Mandandanji People they’re the traditional owners of Roma and surrounding. I am her grandson my name is Lincoln, I’m 13 years old, the artwork I painted was inspired by a snapshot of me and my grandmother out on country learning about our culture heritage. Big Nan often told me stories about her on country with her family, some of her stories they weren’t always fond memories she shared as she was taken from her family put in a home in Brisbane forbidden to practice cultural traditions or speak about her aboriginality. This life-changing event in her has shaped her into having a strong resilience for going back to country and regaining our connection to our country and culture. Because of her passion for her culture, she has always maintained the importance of passing on her knowledge to generations that have come after her. I’m very grateful that she has set the strong foundation that give us the footing to stand and to make sure our culture is passed on for many generations to come. Hence the name of ‘Family Foundations’ of this painting of my interpretation I have painted I have painted this beautiful picture taken on country with my grandmother.

Artwork
Inspiration

Ella Gordon

Title: journey of Brewarrina
Theme: Country and Connection
Medium: Text

Brief Description:
My story is about the town I live in, called Brewarrina. I connect to Country through hunting and fishing with my family.

When I first moved to Bre in 2023 I hated it, I didn’t like how hot it was or how it was so dry. It was so small and not a lot of people to be friends with. After a few days I started liking Bre more. I realised the smaller it is the quieter, and I have never seen red dirt before so that was new. My dad took us around Bre, and we went to the fish traps, and it was so pretty. We caught some fish, and they were yellow bellies. Dad took them home and cleaned the then we ate them for dinner. They were so yum. A few days after my uncles came over on the holidays. My dad and uncles took me and my siblings pigging with some of our other cousins. It took a while to find our first pig but when we did see one, I saw my uncles’ dogs chase it. It was scary but then I kind of liked pigging. I started going pigging with dad every time he goes. We always go pigging on weekends because there is barely any dog food in our town to feed our dogs. After a few days, it was a chill day and dad took me and my siblings to the mission outside of Bre, he showed us where the Aboriginal people used to carve their spears or sharpen rock to turn them into weapons.  He said we weren’t allowed to take anything from there because it would be disrespectful and because of the history. After all these things I learnt and saw about Brewarrina. I love it here. I love the red country and the sunsets I see from out my window. I have a lot of cousins here and unties and uncles that I didn’t even know I was related to. This is my journey of Brewarrina I hope you enjoyed it.

Brooke Dobson

Title: The Magpie and The Crow
Theme: Country and Connection
Medium: Art

Brief Description:
The story of the Magpie and the Crow.

A story of two greedy brothers.

The way I was told the story was that the two brothers amongst a tribe refused to help out for an upcoming ceremony. Whilst everyone was hunting or preparing things for this ceremony, the two brothers ran off to eat berries.

When the ceremony came, the boys had snuck off to a cave, which consisted of the foods that the tribe had gathered together (the cave can be seen in my artwork). But the boys had no idea, the elders of the tribe had planned for this. Once they entered, the entrance and the exit of the cave was lit of fire. The two brothers were forced to jump through the flames and were turned into the first magpie and the crow. The greediest brother being the crow, and the less greedy brother being the magpie, the least burnt too. The two brothers flew off and were forever taught their lesson (if you look closely, you can see the smoke from the tribe in the distance as they fly off).

I chose this story because I have been told this story numerous times throughout my schooling. I feel very connected to this story ever since I was told it. And coincidentally, the magpie is my favorite bird.