I remember when I was a little girl, walking to collect water from Tika Tika and taking it back to my family. I remember when Ian Dunlop came out in the 1960s to take photos and film, and I remember my first ‘acting’ job. I remember walking around with family, hunting tirnka (sand goanna), linga (lizards) and lungkarta (blue tongue lizard). I also remember working with Norma Giles, Pirnkanku Carnegie, Mankatji Carnegie, Aubrey Carnegie, Neil Carnegie, Bruce Carnegie and Yeri Carnegie at Patantja (a lake, far from Patjarr). I was a young girl at the time, and I went and got the water, like we did in the early days. I also remember when I was a little girl, staying at Patantja, it was my uncle’s place, my father’s place and all the Brody, Ward and Morgan families. A helicopter would come and drop food off and then leave again. It was a big lake and you could see out a really long way. When I was a bit older, I went to Warburton for school. I’d stay at the creek, Wirrkili creek, go to school at the mission and then come back to our camp spot by the creek. Sometimes we’d go back to Patjarr, and then one time Mr McDougall found us and took us back to Warburton, when they were testing missiles at Woomera. I stayed there a little while, then I got married and went off to Wiluna. I had my baby close by in Meekatharra. Then I came along back here to Patjarr. I have one son and that’s enough for me. The stories I tell in my paintings are from my dreaming, which is Yurranpa Dreaming (honey tree), and from my husband’s dreaming, which is Yunpalara and Wirrwul. I paint my husband’s dreaming because he said I could and it keeps his dreaming alive and strong; it’s also my Country.