Looking down from Boronia Peak in the Grampians on the tops of the gum trees and the distant plain in full mid-day sun. Australia is the brightest place I’ve ever walked and the sun can be quite a challenge to hikers. Not something I ever needed to worry about in Scotland. However hats, sun-block and … More From Boronia Peak
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
Looking north from Mt Buninyong. I like a volcano, even an extinct one, so I’m pretty happy with the number dotted around Ballarat. The one in the foreground is Mt. Warrenheip. And the title? Well, I have been painting for around 30 years, and I have been calling each painting something prosaic like Ballarat Lane XXVIII, which … More And pallid evening twines its beaming hair
Sketches from a hike around Cwmorthin slate mine near Blaenau Ffestiniog in north Wales. Quarrying on the site started in 1810 and finally ended in 1997. During the late 1800’s conditions in the mine were so bad that the place gained its nickname “the slaughterhouse”. When the sun’s out, it’s a pleasant enough valley but … More The Slaughterhouse
