VIVIANE DALLES

Gallery: Terra Nullius, Australia

TERRA NULLIUS, Australia 

[2010-2013] 

Terra Nullius, from the Latin, describes a land without an owner. During the colonisation of Australia by the British, the principle of Terra Nullius was evoked in a bid to legitimise the continent’s invasion. On 28th April 1770, the British explorer James Cook declared the continent Terra Nullius. This declaration paved the way for the creation of a new penal colony: between 1788 and 1868, 165.000 British convicts were sent to this new continent by boat. Over two centuries later, in 1992, the High Court of Australia declared the country never to have been Terra Nullius and retroactively invalidated this principle following a fierce battle for the recognition of Aboriginal land rights. In 2012, Australia has a population of over 24 million inhabitants. The big majority of Australia’s population lives on the continent’s periphery in large cities. Nevertheless,about ten percent of Australians call the centre of the country home, otherwise known as the Bush and the Outback, an area which covers over two thirds of the territory.The following photographic essay was undertaken in the state of Northern Territory and News South Wales. In response to the great isolation experienced by part of the population, Reverend John Flynn founded in 1928 the Flying Doctors to deliver by plane medical assistance to the inhabitants of remote stations.In 1944 the School of Air is born, the radio suddenly enabling isolated children to continue their education remotely. Today still, children don’t go to school, school comes to them via skype. I crossed paths with many people who shared a fragment of their lives with me,a grain of sand from their desert. Rugged and magnificent, violent and luminous, this savage landscape and the people who live within it; a story of personal adaptation. 

  • Outback, 2011, Northern Territory, Australia.
  • Set up at the back of a restaurant, the only grocery store within a 300km radius stocks the strict minimum for locals and travellers. New South wales, Australia, 2011.
  • Cawnalmurtee station, 8 000 hectares. Creed family. They found this baby walibi on the road and decided to adopt him. Since then, the walabi lives in their house. New South Wales, Australia, 2011.
  • Cawnalmurtee station, 8 000 hectares. Mike the postman makes his stop the the creed's farm. He shares some fresh news from the city to people living in remote places like Cawnalmurtee station . New South Wales, Australia, 2011.
  • Cawnalmurtee station, 8 000 hectares. Creed family. Henry, 12 years old in his living room. New South Wales, Australia, 2011.
  • School of the air.  Henry (on the right) from Cawnalmurtee  station and his class mates who, like him, live in the middle of the bush in remote stations. Children can live 90 kilometers up to 1000 kilometers from this school .  In response to the great isolation experienced by part of the population, reverend john flynn founded in 1928 the flying doctors to deliver by plane medical assistance to the inhabitants of remote stations. In 1944 the school of air is born, the radio suddenly enabling isolated children to continue their education remotely. Today still, children don’t go to school, school comes to them via internet and skype. Broken Hills, New South Wales, Australia. 2011.
  • 11-year-old Henry talks to his father on the radio whilst driving his parents’4WD. In the Outback, it is not uncommon to see children aged 7 years and over driving vehicles on stations. It can come in handy both for daily work and in case of an emergency. New South Wales, Australia, 2011.
  • Waterhole set up for cattle in the desert, NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Aboard the helicopter, the pilot spots cattle running through the dry bed of the Finke river. Once the animals have been found, he radios the rest of the team who are travelling by motorbike or by car. They will then take over to herd the animals along the tracks to- wards the penning area. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Despite unexpected visits such as dingos, - wild dogs well-known for attacking cattle - or poisonous snakes, the crew sleep out bush during the mustering. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Cassandra, Cassie and Luke rest in the shade of the road train, a truck designed to transport cattle, which can pull multiple trailers up to a total length of 53 m. 2011, NT, Australia, 2011.
  • 22-year-old Cassandra is one of only two women who are part of the mustering team. The workers get free meals and accommodation and are paid between a$600 and a$800 per week. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Aboard the helicopter, the pilot spots cattle running through the dry bed of the Finke river. Once the animals have been found, he radios the rest of the team who are travelling by motorbike or by car. They will then take over to herd the animals along the tracks to- wards the penning area. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Once the animals are penned, it takes 4 to 5 days to let them through, one by one, to tattoo and vaccinate them and trim their horns before they are loaded for the abattoir or redirected towards another pasture. Cattle spend 4 to 5 years in pasture before they are sent to the abattoir. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Sean, 30 years old, is from queensland. He comes from a family of three sons and is the only one to have chosen a life on the land. For him, the sense of space and freedom is priceless, des- pite the day-to-day hardships. A faint smile appears as he timidly says: it’s not as if i know how to do anything else. He works seven days a week, ear- ning a$230 per day (as a team leader) with free meals and accommodation. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • After being corralled by motorbikes, cars and helicopters, the 2500 head strong herd moves towards the penning area. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Once the animals are penned, it takes 4 to 5 days to let them through, one by one, to tattoo and vaccinate them and trim their horns before they are loaded for the abattoir or redirected towards another pasture. Cattle spend 4 to 5 years in pasture before they are sent to the abattoir. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • 24-year-old Sarah is a tall, robust woman with a serene air and a delicate face likea China doll. Fine-tuning the last settings on her plane’s panel board, she looks out forthe control tower’s green light so that she may take off at last.Sarah flies off to Tennant Creek, a 90-minute flight from Alice Springs. It’s the longestround for a postman in the state of Northern Territory. 221.000 people are spread overa surface area close to 1.400.000 square kilometres, or the equivalent of 0.16 people per km2. So she can set off at the break of drawn, Sarah must leave the night before : 2000 kilometres, 13 landings in 8 hours in one of the most remote areas of the state.In this photo : 6 am, Sarah is about to start her day. Working as a pilot, Sarah 25 years old, makes her dream comes true. Today with a Cessna 210, she delivers mails in the most remote places in Australia. Alice Spring, NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Isolated farms and communities have their own landing strip. They also can have their own helicopter or plane. Landing strip is crucial in case of emergency if the flying doctors have to come. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • People living in an isolated farm pick up their mails which come once a week by plane or car. NT, Australia, 2011.
  • Traditional house, Outback, New South Wales, Australia, 2011.
  • Popular throughout the 20th century in Australia, the Boxing Tent is a traditional tent that would travel from country town to country town staging boxing fights. In 1924, Roy Bell is one of the first men to take to the road with his caravan. Renowned for having taken his tent all over the Northern Territory, the state of Queensland and New South Wales, he later became one of the leading figures of the Boxing Tent phenomenon. From a very young age his grandson Michael Karaitiana was immersed in the atmosphere of this show.Michael’s father was Maori, his mother Australian. Michael has not been immune to racism, experiencing it firsthand from his maternal family who rejected his parents’ relationship. The Boxing Tent is therefore more than a simple boxing match; it’s a family story, the memory of the Bell family. Michael left school at 16 to take over the business. In a way he got his revenge and saved his father’s honour. To be able to keep the business running has been a source of personal pride, even though he remains modest about it.As soon as an opportunity comes up, Michael loads up his bus, kisses his wife Mandy and his five children goodbye and heads off with a few boxers to travel the roads of the Outback. Most of the time their journey takes them to pubs, isolated aboriginal communities or cattle stations in the Northern Territory and Queensland. Today Michael is the last man in Australia to keep the original generational show of the Boxing Tent alive. And he is already thinking of passing on his knowledge to his eldest son, Mikey. The Bell show still has a long life ahead.The bell rings. The spectators crowd together. The show is about to start. From his stage, with his black hat and his meticulously braided long hair, a tattoo around his left ear combining his Maori and Australian cultures, Michael Karaitiana’s dark eyes fall upon a crowd already in full effervescence.In this photo : Michael en route to Darwin. Once a year Michael is on the road again for a couple of months. He travels from Alice Springs to Darwin. He set up the tent in major cities  such as Tennant Creek, Katherine, on is way to Darwin, NT, 2013.
  • Portrait of Marshall Karaitiana, one of Michael two sons. He has the same Maori tattoo from the  Tuwharetoas tribe (NZ),  like his brother Mikey and his father Michael like a familly pride. Katherine, NT, 2013.
  • Marshall, Michael's son (on the right) and Hayden, a boxer (on the left) having lunch in the bus with Michael. Michael set up his bus with a small kitchen, bathroom and bed. Katherine, NT, Australia, 2013.
  • Michael introduces his boxers to the gathering crowd. Michael has kept the format and the decor of the tent as it was designed in the day by his grandfather.  Dundee Lodge near Darwin, NT, Australia, 2012.
  • Tonight, with over 200 spectators, the Boxing Tent is in full swing. Spectators pay A$20 to see the fights. Noonamah Tavern near Darwin, NT, Australia, 2011.
  • It is becoming more difficult to keep the boxers and to pay them daily. So it can happen that Michael has to set up the big top of the tent, alone. Noonamah Tavern near Darwin, NT, Australia, 2011.
  • At the beginning of the 20th century many aborigines worked on stations as cattle breeders and held the reputation of being good horsemen. Nowadays few remain and only a handful of horse races are still organised by aboriginal communities such as in Santa Teresa, located dozens of kilometres from Alice Springs.  The event takes place without fanfare, banners or drums – only a few locals sell cold drinks from an icebox at the back of their vehicle. Two hours later the races are about to begin. As the last check before departure, the local security agent hands the breathalyser to the riders already saddled up. Santa Teresa, Northern Territory, Australia, 2011.
  • Among the many profound paradoxes of the remotely located arid-zone capital of Australia, Alice Springs, is the fact that its original inhabitants live on its perimeters without any of the amenities assumed and enjoyed by the greater population; water, power, and decent shelter. Over a decade ago a long series of Land Hearings ratified that the people represented in Viviane’s work had Native Title over the land they occupied. As you read this absolutely no improvement has flowed from that recognition.! The ease with which non-indigenous Australians denigrate their first peoples to justify their own sense of entitlement and possession callously ignores the history of settlement. The faces Viviane allows to shine through these moments carry not only the weight of the daily grind to improvise lives, but that history of disrespect by mainstream society. Stuck in the middle of a vast land mass, Alice Springs endures long brick-hot summers and freezing winter nights. The climatic contrasts are dramatic as is the rock-bared landscape. With immeasurable resilience the desert peoples, contrary to most predictions of a century ago, continue despite the general non-acceptance by the majority.! It is they who most tellingly experience the weather shifts. They who must undergo the general sense of either being non-persons or irritants in their own country. They who wonder what really motivates our aspirations and responses. Yet they have maintained their language, their stories and intimate connection to the land, even those sacred sites destroyed during the construction and development of the town. These are the people who know the nuances of the country and the fickle disturbances to its more stable form.© Rod Moss, Australian painter, Alice Springs, Australia, 2012
  • Australia is the land of lost children. White Gate, Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia. 2012Quote by Frank Ansell, aboriginal healer.
  • A bushfire in Undoolya, which means the shadow of the eagle’s wing. Near Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia, 2012.
  • The Whites were forever changing the world, to fit their doubtful vision of the future. The Aboriginals put all their mental energies into keeping the world the way it was. In what way was that inferior. White Gate, Alice Springs, NT, Australia. Quote by Frank Ansell, aboriginal healer.
  • Hunting day. Wetland, near Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia.
  • Eddy’s silence is palpable. His hand slowly reaches for his packet of rollies on the dashboard of the 4WD. Scanning for the smallest of details that might indicate the passage of a few wild animals, his eyes are fixed on the horizon. Gripping the steering wheel, Michael, at once anxious and excited, with a knife and hunting gear attached to his belt, is ready to pounce at any moment as he casts side glances at Eddy. Hunting allows Michael to let off steam and provides meat for his dogs. Eddy knows this region well, his aboriginal maternal roots are firmly set in the green expanses of the Wet lands, par t of the Kakadu area in the t ropicalregion of the North. From paw prints to the curve of grasses, or the trajectory of a bird against a bright blue sky, nothing escapes his keen eye. A black spot appears behind a tree in the distance, then two spots, then three. A still silent Eddy gestures slowly to Michael, slowly from the end of his fingertip, a rollie ready to go in his hand. Eddy has barely lit his cigarette before Michael lets his dogs loose and strides off into the bush. Ear-piercing noises are heard; it’s probably. Pepper and Monkey, the more agile dogs, who are already hanging off the wild pigs’ ears. NT, Australia, 2012.
  • Gaye and Mike’s living room at the back of the local post office in White Cliffs. Gaye cooked some bread to bring to farmers who leave far from the city. New South Wales, Australia, 2010.
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