
MORE THAN JUST A CANDLE COMPANY
Southern Wild Co began back in 2017 on the kitchen table of our old sheep farm, with a love of art, photography, scent and story. What started as a quiet exploration of art, poetry and the untamed beauty of the Australian bush has grown into something deeper: a way of living, a way of remembering, and a way of finding meaning in the everyday.
Our products are shaped by poetry, art and the changing light. They speak in eucalyptus and resin, amber and firelight and call to mind golden plains, bush tracks, old houses and the vast southern sky. They are vessels of memory, made to be part of your daily rituals, your spaces, your seasons.
We are proudly based in Rockley, NSW where we live and work from Bank House, our historic home and atelier with a view of open paddocks, pine forests and native bush. It’s here that we draw breath, walk our beloved labradors, light the first candle of the day. The rhythm of the land guides our work.
“AT THE HEART OF SOUTHERN WILD CO IS STORYTELLING: THROUGH SCENT, THROUGH IMAGE AND LANGUAGE, AND THROUGH THE TACTILE JOY OF OBJECTS CREATED WITH CARE. I BELIEVE IN CREATING PIECES THAT CARRY MEANING, EVOKE MEMORY AND CONNECT US – QUIETLY – TO THE LAND.”
TANIA – FOUNDER, SWC
And the sun sank again on the grand Australian bush – the nurse and tutor of eccentric minds, the home of the weird, and of much that is different from things in other lands.
HENRY LAWSON

A NOTE ON LOVE, LOSS AND LIGHT
If you’ve spent any time here, you might’ve felt him. He’s not always named, but he’s in the quiet corners of this work – in the scent of smoke at dusk, the hush before the stars, the way the morning light falls across a fresh sheet of paper.
My partner Matt, passed away in 2024. But his presence is stitched into the fibres of Southern Wild Co – in every candle lit with intention, every moment slowed down in honour of what matters most. Grief has a way of reshaping things. Of sharpening your sense of wonder. Of softening you to beauty and anchoring you to ritual. Sometimes I step outside and ask him for a shooting star. And he sends me one. This is the wonder.
Everything I create stems from that place – of love, of loss, of light. It’s what carries me forward.
Much love,
Tania x

HAND-POURED SCENTED
CANDLES


Bush Magic Candle


Bush Magic Votive


Sirens Candle


Sirens Votive


Our Place Candle


Our Place Votive


Ocean Isle Candle

