A series of photos juxtaposing one of my abstract field painting, with shots of nature that inspired me. The photos are taken at Shell Hill near Walkers Flat, South Australia. We loved to camp there, but people used to dump rubbish and hoon around in their cross country vehicles and bikes, tearing up the fragile earth. So when the local conservation group put fences up preventing access, we lost our favourite camp site, but the earth gained a lot of peace. Looking forward to going back soon to check out the land’s recovery.
The painting is from a series dealing with texture and mark.
Here are some photos of my studio around that time.
I don’t even know where a lot of these paintings are. Probably covered with different paintings. I lost heart with the series. I can’t believe how much time in my life I have wasted (still waste) doubting myself and my art. I only exhibited maybe five of this series. I still have the maroon one and a few others. But the others did make beautiful grounds for other work.
Impressive fish tank too.