There are some places in the world that one feels called to. I believe they hold within them a quiet language. With time, that language becomes audible - you can feel the country. It holds lessons too, both about itself & for the listener. Bald Rock National Park has that kind of pull for me. This collection of paintings seeks to transcribe my understanding of this
I visited Bald Rock’s summit last summer in intense heat after a recent bushfire had recently scoured it. The hard afternoon sunlight backlit the clouds, which in turn cast a deep shadow over country. The feeling of loss was concerning, yet things seemed like they were in balance, as if fire is a necessary ingredient once in a while. In perspective, a ravaged place is far better than total devastation. It reminded me that mortality & letting go are unavoidable, universal conditions of life. I didn’t know it then, but this intuition would guide my paintings into being.
I also wanted to counter quotidian depictions of the 'hard & tough' Australian landscape with the fragility of Bald Rock’s environment. I collected leaves from the site, intensifying their vulnerability by converting them into states of ash before painting them in the manner of trompe l’oeil. This repeated act across the collection reinforces a broader theme of environmental catharsis & transformation which underpins most of my work. Clouds fill the majority of the paintings’ surfaces. Clouds are an important recurring motif for me; they imply the intransigent and impalpable.