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 … More Brig o’ Turk
I like a bit of wilderness, and if you turn your back on the skiers and head east from Mount Buller in Victoria you can find it in abundance. This was drawn as the first snow of winter fell, and lay, and melted. And fell. The cold was bone-numbing. Such is the changeable nature of … More Razor Viking Wilderness
“Even the rude Rocks, the mossy Caverns, the irregular unwrought Grottos and unbroken Falls of waters, with all the horrid Graces of the Wilderness itself, as representing Nature more, will be the more engaging, and appear with a Magnificence beyond the formal Mockery of Princely Gardens.” Anthony Ashley Cooper, earl of Shaftsbury. 1709 Boronia Peak … More Horrid Graces
As evidenced by this painting, there isn’t an awful lot near Smeaton, a small town north of Ballarat. I make a lot of “busy” paintings, probably because visually there’s a lot going on in the forest. It’s complicated and messy. Trees stick out at odd angles. Stuff falls over. The whole place looks like an … More Near Smeaton
Around 2006 I lived in Northumberland for about a year. I didn’t make many pictures during that time, but this is one of my favourites. New spring leaves on birch trees.
It was a damp and overcast late winter day when I sketched this azalea in the Japanese Garden in St. Mawgan in Cornwall. Its flowers held a promise of spring that was a long time coming that year. The painting was made safely back in the warmth of the studio.
art about place 