When I look at the rainforest from which I come, I see the beauty of this creation. I see the thick foliage of vines, ferns and palms, entwined around each other. I see the richness of the green and can imagine the shapes of the boomerangs and shields as though they are now, in the moment, beckoning to be made.
 
My people used the rainforest and shaped it to meet their needs. As hunters and gatherers, the rainforest was plentiful. I see the sun shining through the foliage, the light of day breaking through where it can in this dense rainforest.