During the 80's I spent every school holiday I can remember in a caravan park with my family. We'd road trip from the insular Northern Beaches of Sydney and relocate ourselves to an interesting coastal town called Budgewoi for weeks at a time. Things were different and felt a little funny in this place. We grew to adore the normality of everyday Australia, the locals, the homes, the shops, the slang, the beaches, the typography, the colours and the light. We had the quintessential Australian experience during these long heady days, always dreaming to return. An underlying burn to document is drawn from a subconscious desire to relive my past experiences, as much as it's to build a playful narrative on the Australianness I grew love as barefooted primary school kid.