The moment I knew: in the Tasmanian wilderness, we lay next to each other in the dark. It felt like now or never | Australian lifestyle
I met Roger in 1975, when I was just 16 and he was 25. Returning home one afternoon, I found him having tea with my parents. He had been living in an artist’s community in Switzerland and had ideas of starting one in Tasmania. My mother is a painter, and my father one of those…
