Painting: Field at Sunset

“Okay, so, this is the final scene—Jane returns to the field where they found the treasure at the start of the movie. You can see the big tree there. So, we see her driving along the road here, and she has a new haircut, something shorter, so you know it has been a year since... Continue Reading →

Painting: Seaside

The Greeks are good at everything. I’m no history expert, but they seem to pop up at the top of every major list. You’ve got Socrates and his crew leading the way in philosophy, Alexander was the great military commander, the Spartans were unrivalled warriors, Homer is the great-grandfather of our literature, Pythagoras is a... Continue Reading →

Painting: Pears

Whenever there is a drought or a cyclone or a fire or a flood somewhere here in Australia (which is often), the television news will run a story featuring footage of (depending on the disaster) dry paddocks with cracks in the dirt, uprooted trees, smoke-reddened skies or a car being swept away in an overflowing... Continue Reading →

Painting: Palm Trees

Palm trees are beautiful, but they aren’t the prettiest trees in the world. There are plenty of other trees that bear tastier fruit, and when it comes to shade, palm trees are never going to be anyone’s first choice. But palm trees remain popular. Everybody loves them. Why? Hollywood. If you want influence, you have... Continue Reading →

Painting: Oranges

I attended one of my nephew’s junior football games last year, and at half-time one of the parents went around with a Tupperware container full of quartered oranges, offering them to the players. “It’s nice to see the parents help out like that,” I said to my brother. “When I played, the assistant coach used... Continue Reading →

Painting: Umbrella Man

When I was a kid, my family and I would go stay with my grandparents every September school holidays. Nan and Pop lived in the city. Aunty Ruby would visit us there; she lived nearby. She wasn’t our real aunty; she was a family friend; she and Nan had known each other since they were... Continue Reading →

Painting: Boy in Blue

We are mice in a maze, chasing lies spouted by corporate and political overlords. The closer we get to breaking free, the clearer we see the dead end ahead. But instead of crying out against the machine, we just hit the reward button and sedate ourselves with pellets of entertainment, illusions of meaning. We trade... Continue Reading →

Painting: Chrysanthemum Bush

I love the cool, shady colour of early morning, just before sunrise. Everything looks so calm. One morning while I was at my neighbour’s house to steal her newspaper, I noticed a flower bush in her garden looking especially pretty in that gentle light, so I decided to paint it. Oh, don’t worry, I gave... Continue Reading →

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