Eden, heart, home, family. The balance of light and dark, the decision to feed the calm, nurturing white wolf or the raging wild black wolf. A tight rope walk which has led me to the wild west coast of Tasmania and the untamed takayna coast line. Brother wind is howling across the vast expanse of the Indian ocean, spurred on by the ruthless roaring forties until they finally crash into the west point headland. This is the place that has been chosen to capture the dance between light and dark.  This is not a place for the faint hearted, this is where I have come to face down my demons and endure.