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Janine Wright fledgeling
As a child, content on my island home, there was no need to overcome my fear of flight.
One day that notorious body of water that had kept the world a safe distance away, became a barrier, challenging my new found sense of adventure and expectations.
Fledgling reflects this challenging period of time and the conflicting emotions surrounding the push and pull relationship with this island ‘home’.
A fear of flying no longer holds me here, in my maturity I am free to go, but I relate well to the powerful instinct of the shearwater- my only explanation for the desire to always return.
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