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Jack Dale My Grandfather's Country - Boab Bluff 2004
Natural ochres & acrylic on cotton 560 x 665mm $1500
I looked down from this hill and saw the men walking along the road with neck chains. We hid in the long grass. I was with
my father and we cooked a kangaroo when the last packhorse was a long way away. I had eaten so much kangaroo
because I was frightened, there was just bone left. My father came back from the next hill and said "Hey! Where's the
meat?" but it was just bones left. He gave me a proper belting and did not talk to me for a long time, poor bugger. He went
away for a long time and left me alone. I stayed alive eating fruit from this bush plum tree. Jack Dale.