In Red Mallee, Daniel Mateo and Kassidy Waters become a mallee tree and move as one in sped-up evocation of ‘tree time.’ Held aloft in Mateo’s arms, Waters extends her legs slowly, tentatively, as if they are tree roots in search of water, growing before my eyes to the creak-creak composition of Leon Rodgers, and guest composers Electric Fields. Just as the mallee tree holds water in their roots, their movements ‘take in’ water, and I am filled with a sense of how beautiful things would have looked before colonisation, under “65,000 years of caring for the planet.”[4]
Seen again the following week, though this time in the stalls, up close to the waters’ edge, the Water Diviners, the Birds and Dingoes, make away with my heart in equal portions. Heard in flittering song before they are seen, the Birds, Courtney Radford, Flannery, Maddison Paluch, Janaya Lamb, and Chantelle Lee Lockhart, with iridescent blue markings at the temples and elaborate plumage upon their shoulders, make light, fast movements as befits the desert waterfinders, the zebra finch, striated pardalote and a red-browned pardalote.
The panting of the Dingoes, too, is heard before they are seen, as the stage lighting begins to glow red. Rikki Mason, Bradley Smith, Kiarn Doyle, Jesse Murray, and James Boyd weight themselves closer to the floor, closer to a quadruped. They sniff at the air, they scratch the ground, and like the Birds before them, they know where water can be found and they live its importance.
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