Ours is a family of pioneering stock, and I have a great love for and attachment to the land, fruit born from generations of the simple sorrows and the simple joys endured.
From humble beginnings on a small horse farm, to the reverence of existence on a million acres north of the26th parallel, north of Perth some 1400kms, and north of anything remotely sentimental or 'womanly', inspiration was lived not searched.
The shear expanse of the landscape, with its seamless ultramarine sky, and infinite horizon shimmering promises, offered a myriad of contradictions, greatness and trepidation, smallness and strength, fear, fight, love, loss. Isolation too Jekylled friend and foe, a sense of freedom, a heady mix of never ending enticing realism to dance nonsensical.
The perfect illumination for an already fervent imagination.
- Oil, acrylic, jarrah charcoal, spray paint and ink on canvas
100 x 140 cm