I’ve no idea whether Forget-me-nots are native to Australia, but this area of bush was full of them, and very nice they looked too. A real burst of spring colour. It remains to be seen if anyone gets upset by this painting. With European naïvety I made some paintings a few years ago of great drifts of purple … More Forget me not
A little further up the creek, so to speak.
Did I mention I enjoy walking? Maybe once or twice? Urban walking, bush walking, mountain trekking, reef walking and, as pictured below, creek walking. I’m not sure creek walking is a thing, but I do enjoy getting down into a creek for a bit of a scramble. My favourite is probably the Torrent de Pareis in Mallorca, although I’m … More Creek Walking I
It’s amazing how often this corner of Australia conjures environments that I didn’t expect despite all my European perspective tourist-guide-book research. And then, occasionally, it looks just like my imagined Australia: dry dirt roads, endless clear sky, dust and a landscape punctuated by mysterious agricultural structures. Some paintings seem to flow effortlessly while others, like this one, are … More Moon Road
Back to the 1980’s. A still life set up in my studio in the Meadow Mill building in Dundee, part of the WASPS network of studios throughout Scotland. It was a great working atmosphere and I have very fond memories of that time and those folks… although it was possibly the coldest non-refrigerated building in … More From the Vaults V
In some parts of the bush, even in the heat of summer, there is cool shade. This is a painting of Wombat Creek which flows through Wombat State Forest near Daylesford. I was going all-out for a tonal study here in just burnt umber and ultramarine, but a little extra colour crept in at the last … More Wombat Creek