Opposite: Untitled. Collage of Australian Banknotes

I went to London in 1982 to search the archives of Amnesty International at its headquarters. I wanted to step on the other side of their editorial line so that I might ultimately draw my own. I went to Berlin. My engagement in Amnesty's office in the West of the city was confined mainly to the visual. The German campaign posters for the Disappeared had tremendous eye appeal. They were large and colourful - bold mixtures of image and text. I rolled a selection into a manageable cylinder and returned to my hotel room. It was there, staring through a window into a courtyard that resembled a mine shaft, that my process of picture production was settled. I would collage all my money. Guernica came instantly to mind - that sort of scale, that sort of chronicle. My pulse rate quickened. There was a touch of sweat. My body was preparing to escape. I knew I had thought of something worth acting upon.

Canberra 1982