A lone woman stands before a small farmhouse, modest, weathered, isolated against the vastness of the land.
Inspired by the convict women transported to Australia, this work moves beyond the voyage and into the quiet reality that followed. The sea may have delivered her here, but it is the land that keeps her.
For many women in the colony, life was marked by absence — husbands assigned elsewhere, partners lost, families an ocean away. The farmhouse becomes both refuge and confinement. It is shelter, but also solitude.
Living in a new country meant learning unfamiliar seasons, harsh landscapes, and the discipline of endurance. It meant building something from nothing, often alone.
This work reflects the unseen labour of women who held homes together in isolation. Women who planted gardens in foreign soil. Women who built belonging slowly, even when belonging did not come easily.
It is a portrait of survival after the ship has gone.
This painting comes framed.