Monthly Archives: March, 2021

March 2021

March 2021

I have only two paintings and one sculpture to show this time.

“Portico for my Darling”

Welded galvanised steel and corrugated iron and polycarbonate.

11 x 4 x 3.7 m.

I have been doing quite a bit of sculpture for a few weeks on an ongoing job…Its out of welded galvanised steel. I like my sculptures to have a function. This one will be used as a portico and to that end I have constructed it on the front (north-facing) end of my darling lady friend’s house.

It will have roofing added in the next week or so.

“Jubilee Creek Swing”

Oils on canvas; two panels

91.5 x 440cm

The first painting “Jubilee Creek Swing” began as a 3ft x 4ft job, (91.5 x 220 cm) but as work proceeded I was wishing I could add a couple of inches (51mm) to the RHS. Finally I got a fresh 3ft x 4ft canvas and attached it to the RHS and proceeded..

You can see the division line down the centre.

With all that extra area I was able to make a humanoid fig tree. And finally the swing.

When my kiddies were quite small we went for a hike with Charlie Roberts up Jubilee Creek at Shipton’s Flat in North Queensland. We did find and swing on quite a few swings.

“Moombooldool Reclaimed”

Oils on canvas 91 x 220cm

The other painting; “Moombooldool Reclaimed” celebrates one of those roadside relics of an ecosystem that once covered all the local countryside, but now is all that was left after the land clearing by our heroic pioneers.

On behalf of the non-human living creatures I like to hope that one day the humans will pack up and depart from this planet for another; bigger and more pristine planet; and the true owners will return.

The mallee will sprawl over the road.

Absent creatures will come out of the woodwork of extinction. And life will resume as in pre-human times, as if after a hiccup.

Well dear blog-readers, I hope you will all be getting your vaccinations so that the human race will overcome the covid menace and continue to dominate and exploit this planet of ours; for the time being anyway…until a more nurturing, compassionate practice prevails.

cheers

love

David