I was travelling way out west in the far reaches of Queensland when I came across a wonderful free camping spot called Clem Walton Park at Corella Dam, in fact it was so beautiful I stayed for 2.5 weeks
As I made it to cobble landing I couldn’t resist some fish and chips and a waffle as I sat and watched people washing the lifeboat that had returned for a training exercise. After making a pig of myself I then walk along the beach and up the many stairs of Filey Brigg, which brought me back to country carpark then into town and back home.
I have been promising my Aunt Anne a painting of Filey now for a little while but wasn’t quite sure what to paint her and then it came to me.
I was camping at Possum Park, just outside Miles, Queensland for a few nights and the owner fell in love with my art works and couldn’t wait to show me what she had in her converted train carriages.
I wanted to paint something a little different from my last frog and decided to add some fungi as I love this type of photography.
Well considering my last blog I had a little bit of a melt down because of things not quite going to plan, to this frog, one of my best works to date.
The painting that almost broke me…
This time I was hoping for a quick watercolour painting and was sadly mistaken, as everything just kept going wrong.
So revisiting Filey beach, North Yorkshire England for a second time this week. I must have walked this beach hundreds of times as a kid and made lots of sandcastle, trenches on the beach
Iv’e always wanted to paint some scenery form my home town, but never seemed to get around too it. A week of Christmas themes and a gift all changed that.
Just as Pete and Cynthia were getting their boat ready for a day of fishing and red clawing at Wuruma Dam boat ramp a pelican came by looking for food.
I must say that this is one of my favourite places in the mountains, and without the crowds like at Lincoln’s Rock. I accidentally found it while checking out the aerial maps to find a good spot to watch the sun set.
I awoke to morning dew on my tent and as I stepped outside under foot and between my toes I could feel the wetness. Mist was floating past my face and being caught in spiderwebs, backlit by golden light of the rising sun.
In September 2020 I visited the Cairns Aquarium so I could photograph some of the larger and more dangerous marine life with getting wet.
Well this is a different kind of a story as I’ve broken my own rules about only using my own photographs. I saw a sea urchin in seaweed on a friends instagram account (Charlottegannet).
I was staying at Mission Beach in tropical north Queensland and I was told about a day trip to Dunk Island, so armed with $40 I boarded the ferry and left the mainland behind me.
While visiting Mary Kathleen last year I came across a free camp that has been the best in Australia so far on my travels.
Well this little frog was found by accident while gardening a Chevallan Archery Park where I was house sitting for the past month.
I started painting some burnt bark as a back drop but it went horribly wrong and the black paint mixed with a little white gave it a sheen. The more I started to work this painting the worse it got, even adding colour didn’t save it.
Australia Zoo Markets were 3.5hrs drive from home and as we got closer to the zoo it was apparent that the 0% chance of rain may not happen. The clouds stared to build and its was getting darker the closer we got to the zoo, then it started to rain half an hour from the zoo.
I’ve spent most of the day framing postcards and wrapping everything in bubblewrap for the markets tomorrow. I can’t believe what I have created in the past two weeks, once you see it all spread out on the table.