The close and tepid air of Northern New South Wales. ( it rained for about two months solid) The canvas began to rot and the paint crack like an old master. The weight of the world had just descended upon me; the pitter patter of tiny feet.I had propped a section of broken mirror on a bench and while the leaking roof dripped I indulged in narcissistic self reflection in the forest gloom. Oil on Canvas 80cm square. Tuntable Falls.
I cant' think of a comment on this one. I cheated using an epidascope. 80 CM Square. Oil on canvas. Geelong 1987
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1987. Nuff said.
It would be interesting to see how you would paint yourself now, the difference in age. Also what is an epidascope, it is not in Wikipedia which is strange.
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