The tall diptych were painted en plein air at the foot of the wattle trees, where the scent of spring and the warble of magpies embraced me. Each panel captures the vertical rhythm of the trees, the sweep of branches, the dapple of light, and the fleeting brilliance of the bloom. I worked quickly, letting the ink run and the brush dance, chasing gesture over detail. These pieces are raw, expressive, and full of movement, my attempt to hold onto the energy of that golden moment before it faded. Wattle brings an optimistic promise of warmer weather and longer days.
Framed in black aluminium, ready to hang.
The tall diptych were painted en plein air at the foot of the wattle trees, where the scent of spring and the warble of magpies embraced me. Each panel captures the vertical rhythm of the trees, the sweep of branches, the dapple of light, and the fleeting brilliance of the bloom. I worked quickly, letting the ink run and the brush dance, chasing gesture over detail. These pieces are raw, expressive, and full of movement, my attempt to hold onto the energy of that golden moment before it faded. Wattle brings an optimistic promise of warmer weather and longer days.
Framed in black aluminium, ready to hang.
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