Lands End: the very tip of the British Isles, is a place of undeniable significance. It is characterised by its windswept cliffs and raw, unspoiled beauty, representing an elemental part of my personal history and connection to my maternal roots in Cornwall.
"Roots- Lands End" delves into my personal paradox of being and (dis)connection to Country. In the vast world, I am both at home everywhere and nowhere. It also speaks to my autonomous nature and identity as a traveler. The immense release of pressure that accompanies travel—especially the joy of being in Europe will be forever etched into me.
In much the same way, I am a unique intersection of cultural identity. Neither English, Australian or Italian, I am me. A passionate, creative, cultured, and endlessly curious soul who thrives in new environments and possesses an insatiable appetite for learning and exploration.
This depiction of "Lands End," a significant point on the map, it marks the edge of the UK and my childhood country, I have now left. It is a place of profound connection—a link to Cornwall, of my grandmother's beginnings, and a corner of the world often unspoken and shunned within my family. The windy, cold, and impressive cliff line, stands as a raw and honest testament to my history—one of the places where the roots of my existence find their anchor.