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
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
Another wee gouache sketch from down on the coast. A rock arch, the surviving part of a formation known as London Bridge until it, um, fell down. Just like in the song. Give a rock formation a bad name, eh? Coincidentally this arch features in a recent piece by an artist and blogging mate Dan … More Arch
In celebration of the first warm day and the intimations of spring, here’s a painting from a couple of years ago. Near the top of the Pinnacles lookout in the Grampians, but looking the other way towards the west. The place was full of early wild flowers, none of which I know the names of. I … More Spring is just around the corner…
For me, walking is a means of transport as much as anything. I prefer to live at walking speed and look at stuff as I stroll along. Maybe this is more of a European thing as the pavements are pretty much deserted here, while the traffic buzzes and toots and roars beside me. Or maybe … More Flâneur I
art about place 