'Everywhere in Papunya is a road.'
'Hot winds, camp dog packs and bare feet with the night-surveillance truck forming crop circles in the burnt sand outlining the town's boundaries. From the sky, the connecting curves and faint lines resemble a tjupi, or honeyant, an insect that looks like and everyday ant from above but with a swollen amber abdomen that is said to taste like a sweet treat. It is the animal that has represented the Dreaming for the area for over sixty-thousand years.' (Introduction)