I painted this work following a walk along the West Rim Track at Fitzroy Falls. While the escarpment commands attention, I found myself drawn to the quiet world beneath my feet—the moss-covered rocks, tangled undergrowth and fallen branches. Painted from memory, this work is not intended to describe the landscape, but to evoke the experience of moving through it. Rather than capturing a single view, I wanted to paint the impressions that lingered long after the walk itself. Sometimes the most enduring impression of a place isn’t found in its sweeping views, but in its smallest details.
Medium: Acrylic on canvas with oil pastel
Size: 100cm (H) x 120cm (W)
Hanging: beautifully framed in flooded gum, with wire and hooks for hanging
Signed: on back
I painted this work following a walk along the West Rim Track at Fitzroy Falls. While the escarpment commands attention, I found myself drawn to the quiet world beneath my feet—the moss-covered rocks, tangled undergrowth and fallen branches. Painted from memory, this work is not intended to describe the landscape, but to evoke the experience of moving through it. Rather than capturing a single view, I wanted to paint the impressions that lingered long after the walk itself. Sometimes the most enduring impression of a place isn’t found in its sweeping views, but in its smallest details.
Medium: Acrylic on canvas with oil pastel
Size: 100cm (H) x 120cm (W)
Hanging: beautifully framed in flooded gum, with wire and hooks for hanging
Signed: on back