We sat in a few paddocks, (Kate painting, Peter reading). As long as we didn't do anything too strenuous we could cope with the heat. The longer you sit in one spot and stay quite still, the closer the birds, insects and surrounding wildlife come into our circle. Wonderful sounds, so different to the coast... till a huge truck roars past sending up clouds of dust. Ahh the serenity!
In this series of paintings from the paddocks of Young, I painted three scenes on one canvas. Have a look also at the quick oil sketches and one small canvas of a scene where we were located looking up a slight hill, from cultivated fields to scrubby bush.
|Small canvas, a bit of time spent on this one...Looking uphill|
|Oh another crooked photo! Oil sketch of hay bails in paddocks|
|Oil Sketch, looking up that hill again|
|Oil sketch , same hill|
That hill ...in real life