For
several weeks I've been painting the Australian desert. Though I did
live in Sydney for a time as a young boy, I never really went much
further west than the Blue Mountains and Wagga Wagga. This image is of
Uluru - the massive and famous rock at Australia's center sometimes
known as Ayers Rock. There nearest town of any size, Alice Springs, is
200 miles away, and I've never been there. But my brother Curt went in
1986. The sunrises and especially sunsets are famous here, with the rock
glowing as the chnaging low sun hits it. This arrid landscape has a hold on my imagination to this day and I've
been using that point of entry - a deep and abiding connection to the
land of my formative years - to keep me painting as the weather forces
me indoors. Thre great bulk of this one - the rock, the sky, the first
washes of the forground -was completed in less than 45 minutes, and I
had enough sense to touch nothing above the mid-point again. But the
next day (this morning) I worked on the values of the land, trying to
depict the hardy spinifex grasses that are able to survive here. |
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