Red Centre

Many years have passed since I took part in Naked Britain with the wonderfully creative Anastasia Trahanas. Since that magic occurred, I have witnessed Naked Britain and Anastasia grow from strength to strength with volunteers’ camera captured,not only their skins, their stories, but also their souls.

Having a second opportunity to take part in Naked Britain’s sister project, Naked Australia, did not happen by chance but by determination to be at Uluru, the Red Centre of Australia – the spiritual home of the indigenous owners of the land.

Here I tell my story; As I placed my hand on the red surface rock of Uluru, I heard a thousand indigenous women calling me to tribe. I knew at that moment what I was being asked to experience – to – dissolve – into – the – landscape, to – paint – my – body alizarin and flake white ready to journey, inwards, downwards beneath the sparkling earth, the naked trees, the burnt branches [hiding] and the bluest of skies.

To accept my body as nothing more than the perishable matter it is – to own the pleasure of decaying slowly. My soul bones free to walkabout amongst the majesty of Uluru’s stars, serpent stories and the secret memory of Anastasia, Tara and all that we were that day.

Tara Fleur