New Year Eve

Make way for a sketch-  margheritas soon, will with friendly fun & a billion stars, arrive.

Summer afternoon in Leasingham

For you- For you

I was painting the wonderful gap you see here between these two houses. A motorcyclist rode in, up through the carport, and away, into the back yard. A while later, an electrified voice excited invisibly from the house, loud and dead-pan, filling my ears-

" F___ YOU.                                    .. F___ YOU."


   I was the only person in sight. Thus equipped, anew with transistorial experience, I continued the sitting, aware of a blinking, lonely strangeness arrived upon the dry possessions of suburban Australia.



Watercolour, Arches rough 300 paper

Wednesnight

I took a muso friend to the studio. The band starts to jam. Hungry, I stroll next door & order pizza. I painted this 'in-between' moment, in between slices, al-fresco. (Watercolor, Arches 300 medium paper)

Under wings

Tin sheds- old man memory banks. Beanstalks & washing lines sway lazy with Boeings. En-route with thier thousand eyes.

Brush big out front

Here I use bigger brushes.

Internet communication has limits- such is here, a distorted glimpse.

Pigface

Plien- air Watercolour on paper