"I grew up with the idea that there's another world. I learnt things from Beatrice Potter and Jane Austen but they didn't make sense.

In Australia the trees don't dress in their new spring finery they clatter about in the same leaves all year and people don't stroll in the country at 10p.m. because it's always dark by then.

I arrived in Wales in October. It was so dark I felt I couldn't see anything properly. Colours were muted and didn't behave in the usual way in relation to each other. It rained for days and days.

Then, one Sunday we were driving from Hay to Hereford and the sun came out. Fluffy white clouds floated by. A pair of spaniels scampered down a quiet road. A girl trotted past on a lovely horse. A shiny red three wheeled car rolled by.

At a pub we bought fresh corned beef sandwiches with chutney and had them at a bench in the front yard. The yard seemed as big as my foot and I felt as if I could reach out and touch the signpost on the other side of the road.

I'd finally landed in that special world from those story books and novels. I thought of Australia. I was a long-legged raucous animal from a world of vast space and now I was living in Toy Town."

Please tell us about yourself.
I am a teacher and I've been living in Wales, mainly Cardiff, the past three and a half years. I grew up in Sydney and I've travelled and sometimes worked in Asia and South America but I'd never been to Europe until I arrived in Wales to live.

What's your story about?
It's about how Wales looks to someone from a completely different environment. Especially it's about discovering the colonial "glasses" I've grown up wearing in Australia, through living in Wales. There's a strangeness about being an Australian in Wales that I wanted to get across. Also I enjoy discovering these differences of vision, they amuse me, and I wanted to show that enjoyment.

What did you find the most rewarding aspect of the workshop?
Watching others' stories take form. The collaboration.