Terra Nulius was an issue. I found a way to locate black and white in the landscape so they were totally alien to each other. The landscape doesnt care. This realizatio is important.......
Executed in Raw umber and raw sienna first,with layers of burnt umber and burnt c sienna over. ivory black and titanium, and thats all,except for a touch of alizarin.She has just enough points of light surrounding her.
Think I have found an image of Balanda as alien.
This ambitious piece takes the indigo ocean of Moreton Island and populates it with nudes derived from the formulaic drawing of the monotype nudes. The image of naked figures at the beach is not mere fantasy about Greek nyads inhabiting the Australian landscape. Island life is devoted to hedonism , and Bacchus drives a 4WD chariot. The framing technique(which the figures break) tells me the date for this must be after them.
he is not naked, but wears the environment like a weopon. this painting has arisen from thr terra nullius concerns from "its a jungle out there.
A complex composition inspired by my admiration of Alma Tadema. The process of getting there is probably worth recording in detail, because it is such a "to do"
This is painted in hand-made oil tempera. It is unfinished, and clearly shows the use of verdaccio to establish the modelling before the flesh tones are layed over. I had begun to do a variation on the SACRA CONVERSATIONE theme, where the Holy Family are accompanied by angels or donors or saints, but what struck me was the total self-absorbtion of both the body builders and the pin-up girls. An alternative title could well be "A Profound Lack Of Conversation", a contemporary condition.
Shiva is the Hindu god of change, hence is creator and destroyer. Its a cosmic principle. As an artist, I can relate to this aspect of Shiva. He has four wives, who are feminine aspects of his nature. Durga is one of them. This matrimonial disharmony grew from the small monotype nudes as well as personal events. It is one of the few times I have painted on heavy, primed rag paper.
Travelling to Melbourne from Brisbane down the coast I paid my pilgrimage visit to Bundenon. This was the Australian artist Arthur Boyd's home and studio. Its a cattle property,and was gifted to the nation for artists to live and work. Well, how could I resist? Here I am, the drunken Silenius, complete with stubby of beer and a digital watch, telling Arthurs spirit all about it!
stars are close. time is short. we need to find new homes
My youngest reading in the spring sun.The image had such strong bounced light back onto the face, and the flesh tones contrast so strongly with the blues and greens. No black. Its a mix of prussian and burnt umber.
A relatively early attempt at a composition from life drawings and a landscape manufactured from memory and imagination
JMW Turner used extraordinarily long titles in his " Fallacies of Hope" This is another steamship, and if you look at the clouds you will see a map of our immediate north, and it is true that the inland sea has isolated us, even if it is a desert. This picture has none too subtle political overtones.
I needed a centre piece for a drawing exhibition. This was it.It was a lot of fun to do,a very tactile process. Scale,rational light,accuracy of drawing, all out the window with the absence of gravity and solidity. All figures were from life. A bravado here I thought pretty cool at the time.
Newspaper reports in Mount Isa were often bizarre, like sailing into town on the Leichhardt River, a dry gravel ditch! On this occasion, a sensational fiction endangered the reputation and arguably the lives of every female in town.It opened my eyes to the media early.
Driving through central NSW during our most severe drought in recorded history, I was very conscious of the sky. This became blended with the image of the young boy in a very exposed and vunerable condition, looking for the dragonfly that has just flown away. This is as close to Bougereau that I have come, both in iconography and sentiment, as well as technique.