Oil on Board with Handmade Meranti timber frame.
26cm× 34cm
Born in the wild. Where the wind rattles your teeth. Where the bulldust sticks to your bones. Where the colours can’t be made. You can’t match the intensity- of it all. You feel more here than you have ever felt. The trees, the earth, the sea, the sky, overwhelm you, because you can’t become them. You can’t make them, you can’t put them inside you, you can’t be the wild, in the same way you can never turn the music up loud enough to be inside of it. So you paint. In an attempt to remember……. that where you belong will call you to you again.
Oil on Board with Handmade Meranti timber frame.
26cm× 34cm
Born in the wild. Where the wind rattles your teeth. Where the bulldust sticks to your bones. Where the colours can’t be made. You can’t match the intensity- of it all. You feel more here than you have ever felt. The trees, the earth, the sea, the sky, overwhelm you, because you can’t become them. You can’t make them, you can’t put them inside you, you can’t be the wild, in the same way you can never turn the music up loud enough to be inside of it. So you paint. In an attempt to remember……. that where you belong will call you to you again.
