She remembered running, baby in pouch, the burrow nearly visible, birds lifting from the watertank at the first rifle’s crack– so cold in the long grass, day drops night, and the joey stills. In the winter sky over Braidwood, Enid finds her baby again - Judith Nangala Crispin

Smoke killed baby tiger snake on fibre paper with seeds and honey (for the stars – constellation lines drawn on with pencil) and glass plate. Exposed 32 hours in rain and bushfire smoke, then rubbed with charcoal from the burned trees. Mounted on laser-cut aluminium composite substrate and detailed with gold and silver leaf.