image: Genevieve Carroll soft sculpture as part of her Installation for BLHOC influenced by Frank Daniels Poem copyright: Genevieve Carroll

Genevieve Carroll - artist - hill end


Genevieve’s artwork has an intuitive immediacy to it, an urgency that reacts as an internal discourse to mapping the personal and universal themes of existence through the subjects of the human condition, poetry and our natural world. 

The social and work connections of arrival and departures through the Canowindra Railway Station inspired this art installation, weaving the agricultural wheat history and the poem of Frank Daniel into the ticketing room space.

The artwork is edgily humorous and emphasis is placed on repetition of the word Lumper, the term given to the robust men that stacked and unstacked hundreds of wheat sacks for transport by rail.

Lumper lumper

Soundless and stock still a capsized world      


Who shall find us amongst these voiceless reeds

Pressed down, listening to the one last vein of the river belubula

To babble with

Mouths open and the suck is spoilt

And the ebbed tide is close to ones chest

Skimming a stone where depth is its last leap


Can you feel that? 

Can you?


They are where the water does not serve

all ears to the the lumpers 

and anchors to this slab sea, mud hooks 

Sitting cold and covered

Darkness into light

90 kilograms stacked

devote themselves to the unapologetic

hemmed in quietness

of the gravity of earth


Dog leg course of departures and returns

I paid my way,

no more tails of twists and turns

Above us are the Lumpers

Skimming a stone above                              where depth is poised for it’s last leap