Writing

When Floods Give you China

On Feburary 28, 2022 the Wilsons River, a normally benign tributary of the Richmond, engulfed Lismore with the sort of ferocity that has not been seen since white settlers began this version of record keeping. Our town is prone to flooding, sitting as it does at the junction of two river systems that drain from…

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Brown Water

For a few days, at the beginning, Girards Hill was an island. We’d had no power for days, so internet/phone was not possible. We knew there’d be a “bit” of cleaning up after the water went down,  so I took my sketchbook to the edges of our island and drew what I saw. I wasn’t…

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January the First

The Christmas holidays, on the east coast of Australia so often means the beach. This is a discussion about why it’s important to maintain those traditions of the beachside holiday, and why it’s good for the rest of the year.

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But First I have to Draw the Goats

It’s the last day of my break. Tomorrow I go back to Stanthorpe to deliver my exhibition to the Regional Gallery. I’ve had a few days here at Fordsdale Farmstay to rest and recuperate. The goats and horses grazing , sometime near my camp, sometimes far away. Today is my last chance to draw the goats in particular. This is what I learnt.

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What Makes Good Art

I have a secret for you. There is no such thing as “good” art. There’s only art that is good for you. Today.And the art that is good for you today, may not suit tomorrow. In the 30 something years I’ve spent as a full-time artist, I’ve had opportunities to write and speak about many…

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Drawing wins Prize

My long term friends and followers know of my commitment to supporting the Aspects Art Show attached to the Goondiwindi P&A Show, held each May. This year I had no major works to send – 2020 being as it was. Instead I decided to send what I had been working on. A piece from my…

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Painting in the Dark

Full Moon Art Retreat About twice a year, on a weekend when the moon is full, I run a three-day art retreat on a sheep station just west of Tenterfield. We use the shearing shed as a studio, sleep and eat in the shearers’ quarters, and go out into the field to paint and draw….

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