I found I could paint the same tree again and again , and each time was like new.
The book is interesting to me as it shows how I've been looking internally and playing with images from my minds' eye as well as painting what is in front of me. The tiny little frames up the right side of the page are from memory and imagination. The little one of a highway going off to the horizon is a memory of the long drives in the
Pilbara, the crowd of people is recollections of the
Ubud market and I am thinking of eight-year-old
Rhidian in the top one.There are some related paintings
here 
The grass is so tall that it blocks the breeze.
Fishing along Sandy Creek. The run off from the wetlands is clear and constant. The watercourses are
highways between the land and the sea that will soon dry.
The grass is tall and the seed clogs radiators and covers clothes. The early morning cool soon becomes close and humid
The book is interesting to me as it shows how I've been looking internally and playing with images from my minds' eye as well as painting what is in front of me. The tiny little frames up the right side of the page are from memory and imagination. The little one of a highway going off to the horizon is a memory of the long drives in the Pilbara, the crowd of people is recollections of the Ubud market and I am thinking of eight-year-old Rhidian in the top one.There are some related paintings here 
The grass is so tall that it blocks the breeze.
Fishing along Sandy Creek. The run off from the wetlands is clear and constant. The watercourses are highways between the land and the sea that will soon dry.
The grass is tall and the seed clogs radiators and covers clothes. The early morning cool soon becomes close and humid
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