Brig o’ Turk

A small painting made in Scotland back just before I moved to Australia. I loved the way the reflections in the water were brighter than the sky and I felt as though I was floating above the sky, looking down on it. There are a few paintings over the years that I would never sell since memories are too tightly bound up in them. It would feel like selling a chunk of my past life. What are those things in Harry Potter that suck out all your good memories and leave you with nothing but emptiness and despair? Yeah, I’ll keep this one.

Brig o' Turk, 2005, acrylic on linen, 32 x 45 cm
Brig o’ Turk, 2005, acrylic on linen, 32 x 45 cm

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