It was here that I learned what painting was truly about. The idea of generating a
commodity, a product for sale was incomprehensible to these people.
The main thing about this image is the horizon. that
sand hill running North South marked the beginning of thousands of marching waves of sand. They reminded me of the great swells of the Southern Ocean.
Rhidian, about two and a half.
Everywhere I went he went and (within limits) everything I did he did.
The boys wrote the story of each of the small watercolors in
Nyangumarta and then translated for me.
We saw these emus and Peter Woodman told the story in such explicit marks.
The River, where all of our daytrips ended.
Paulie claiming the prized liver.
Paulie, Peter and Charlie sat on the roof. lookout. The barrel of the gun is in the top right corner.
The faithful toyota with the hunting crew.
Cranky Iti preparing a snack to eat while the rest of the kangaroo cooked. The kidneys and liver were put into a washed out stomach that acted like an oven bag in the coals.
Dinner camp in the clean sand of the Oakover river
Waiting for the meat to cook
Oil on board, the snake that made the hills and the river.
Whitegum. Watercolor. (below) We waited while the boys went to get meat.
It was here that I learned what painting was truly about. The idea of generating a commodity, a product for sale was incomprehensible to these people.
The main thing about this image is the horizon. that sand hill running North South marked the beginning of thousands of marching waves of sand. They reminded me of the great swells of the Southern Ocean.
Rhidian, about two and a half. Everywhere I went he went and (within limits) everything I did he did.
The boys wrote the story of each of the small watercolors in Nyangumarta and then translated for me.
We saw these emus and Peter Woodman told the story in such explicit marks.
The River, where all of our daytrips ended.
Paulie claiming the prized liver.
Paulie, Peter and Charlie sat on the roof. lookout. The barrel of the gun is in the top right corner.
The faithful toyota with the hunting crew.
Cranky Iti preparing a snack to eat while the rest of the kangaroo cooked. The kidneys and liver were put into a washed out stomach that acted like an oven bag in the coals.
Dinner camp in the clean sand of the Oakover river
Waiting for the meat to cook
Oil on board, the snake that made the hills and the river.
Whitegum. Watercolor. (below) We waited while the boys went to get meat.
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