1997-2001 Landscapes: Woodlands and Wastelands

SHEEP

“Sheep” 1997 acrylic on canvas

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“Sheep” 1997 acrylic on canvas

The move to Newstead, a small township cradled between Ballarat and Bendigo in the central Victorian gold fields in September 1993 was to have an immense impact on my life as an artist. The journey began following stoically the removalist van deep into the country side. The old Ford station wagon that had lugged our performance gear for so long now carrying an assortment of carry-alls full of our most precious possessions – including two rather bewildered dogs, unsure as to where the trip would lead to and the life that was to unfold, a little at a time amidst the flurry of moving and camping in our as yet unfitted house. It was really just a weekender, with windows dulled by continuous smoke puffed from previous owners and the residue of kerosene lanterns. Without grid electricity and mains water, it felt like more of a home for the mice, in plague proportions that first season, than for its new and confused residents, colloquially known by the local community as “blow ins”. With just an existing rickety solar set-up that failed in the first weeks, and an old generator that nearly caused me to pull my arm out of its socket trying to start it, tribulations abounded. We quickly realised the impressive collection of kerosene lights the previous owners had gathered were not just for show as they had intimated! I spent many evenings drawing by flickering light pretending to emulate the feats of artists from a previous era. Initially, all the notions we brought with us, dreamily espoused, found a niche along-side the wrens in the eaves laying tiny blue eggs and pig face clinging to the gardens edges thriving on the dryness. I was still full of first urges, and the excitement of discovery and could not imagine ever losing those feelings and in many ways, I never did. The discovery became more internalised in time, and less connected to the physical reality of the environment.

The enormity of the task ahead was all consuming and coupled with the sense of loss and separation, especially for my Mother who had retired from her job as a permissions editor at Longman Cheshire upon moving, it took time to regain a sense of belonging. Many trips back and forth from Canterbury which had been bought by my sister Micheala and her husband Mark Cannon continued, as much for solace as for practical tying up of loose ends. I was yet to complete my studies and so had established my studio/ bedroom in the workshop at Canterbury, just as Philip had done years earlier, where I continued to primarily reside in between visits to the new home. Sensing prudence in keeping separation for a time, Philip and I took turns to play a support role and pioneer in darkest Newstead, helping my mother establish the place.

The upheaval was quite exhilarating, and I carried around for the longest time a sense of freedom that being on extended holiday might evoke. But also there was great confusion and disorientation, strange feelings lingering in the silence of the night before being shattered by an anxious dog screaming off down the drive way after the shadow of a rabbit. Six acres of hungry country adjacent to an enormous sheep run, still owned by the relatives of the original squattocracy. My mother would walk around the fence line marking the border of our block in what she referred to as ‘the park’, just to get a sense of the place. It took her several weeks to become acquainted with the nearest neighbours buried behind bushland. Everyone along Pound Lane new all about the new arrivals of course, shyly refraining from pushy inquiries, waiting for the right moment for greetings. Having taken a tiny offering of fruit cake, the only suitable thing she had and returned from a warm reception with arms full of organically grown fruit and vegies, a feeling of welcome had at last emerged. The New Year was heralded in by the crow of our rather scruffy rooster and other unfamiliar bird songs, along with the beep of a new solar system and the comforting crackle of the chip heater at dawn. Newstead in time became a place of healing and of enterprise for my family, and it was here that I commenced a new body of work based around the landscape and its casualties as well as continuing to pursue an experimental agenda with my Notation exercises.

THE LAND AND ITS CASUALTIES 1

“The Land and its Casualties No.1” 1997 ink on paper 60 x 50 cm

THE LAND AND ITS CASUALTIES 3

“The Land and its Casualties No.3” 1997 ink on paper 60 x 50 cm

THE LAND AND ITS CASUALTIES 5

“The Land and its Casualties No5” 1997 ink on paper 60 x 50 cm

"The Land and its Casualties No.6" 1997 ink on paper

“The Land and its Casualties No.6” 1997 ink on paper

THE LAND AND ITS CASUALTIES 8

“The Land and its Casualties N0.8” 1997 ink on paper 60 x 50 cm

THE LAND AND ITS CASUALTIES 12

“The Land and its Casualties No.12”  1997 ink on paper 60 x 50 cm

THE LAND AND ITS CASUALTIES 17

“The Land and its Casualties No.17” 1997 ink on paper 60 x 50 cm

 

I formed a deep affinity with the central Victorian landscape as both a subject to paint and a place to belong. Beginning with a set of black and white ink drawings, and then gradually introducing colour and methods to depict the complex tangle of twigs and leaf litter, wallaby grass and the patterned yellow box trunks and stumps that dominate the landscape, art works emerged, and again I found myself walking with a sketch pad and camera. With each step deeper into the paddocks, a certain strangeness creeps in, a sense that the world remains foreign and irreducible in its complexity – a rock; a branch, a collection of wool and bones. The dead sheep came to represent the fragility of our relationship with the land, a powerful symbol for just how it resists the changes we bring to it. I found many stopping places in my wanderings. Dam’s, reflecting the skyline in upside down darkness boarded by the fire of sunset where I could sit for an eternity listening to the persistent music of insects, like metal on metal and one call reminiscent of Aboriginal rhythm sticks. I would return my akubra bearing a sweat ring and my eyes shining out from beneath its brim like sparks in a 5 day growth. On one side the straggly remnant box iron bark forest bordering a vast paddock dotted with tree stumps, sweeping up toward a hill peaked with sheep silhouettes in convoy. On the other, tufts of wallaby grass springing out of the green aches and spinney’s of saplings crowned with the pale blue grey gum tips that had emerged in the absence of live stock. One evening I returned having walked straight through a muddy dam, an intoxicated Bunyip, now resembling the colour of the place. I had hoped to be absorbed, to become indistinguishable from, the yellow curtain of summer grasses and the blue grey hair do’s of the tall gums. Philip turned to me and said, ‘What the bloody hell happened to you?” I just shrugged and grinned in a way that alluded to the ridiculous.

 

"Newstead Hungry Country" 1997 acrylic on canvas 172 x 130 cm

“Newstead Hungry Country” 1997 acrylic on canvas 172 x 130 cm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Hungry Country” 1997 Monotype on paper

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“Woodlands” 1997 woodcut graphite rubbing

BONES AND LEAVES

“Bones and Leaves”  1997  ink on paper 40 x 30 cm

"The land and its Casualties No. 19" 1997 ink on paper

“The land and its Casualties No. 19” 1997 ink on paper

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“Wasteland” 1997 ink and graphite on paper 60 x 50 cm

THE LAND AND ITS CASUALTIES 20

“The Land and its Casualties No.20” 1997 ink and graphite on paper 60 x 50 cm

It is hungry country, dead trees reaching skyward as if begging for moisture. When the rains do arrive, the banks of the Loddon River would be breached and low-lying roads washed away. The water would run off the surface, headed for troughs and valleys scarcely seeping two inches into the hard crust of the ground. In the wooded areas a poppet head might loom out of the scraggly wilderness, the ghost of a thing of beauty, no tree older than the last great clearing. My father’s ancestors had lived in Redcastle, a small township north of Heathcote, also a mining area associated with the Costerfield district that had been settled in the 1860’s. A whole host of reefs were opened up in with names like Mary Jane, Guiding Star and Beautiful Venus, formed along fault lines. It was a time when populations rapidly swelled and alluvial minors made a good living. Stephen Mitchell my great great grandfather had opened up reefs in 1859 that by the early 20th century saw Cyanide works set up to extract gold from tailings. As a family we had under taken a pilgrimage of sorts to what was left of the town in the early 1980’s, just the occasional scattering of handmade bricks, and iron work around the quartz in the cemetery. It was little more than a dot on the map, still listed in homage to its earlier significance. Away from the main site of the graveyard was a fence line along which some 50 Chinamen were reportedly buried. This link to the area gave credence to our decision to shift and make it our home.

"Summer Gold Resting Place" 1998 acrylic on canvas

“Summer Gold Resting Place” 1998 acrylic on canvas

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“Tree Stumps” 1998 ink and pastel on paper 60 x 70 cm

"Newstead After The Rain" 1998 acrylic on canvas

“Newstead After The Rain” 1998 acrylic on canvas 160 x 130 cm

"Dry Paddock" 1998 pastel & ink on paper

“Dry Paddock” 1998 pastel & ink on paper

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“Paddock Idyll” 1998 ink and pastel on paper

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“Toward the Woodlands” 1998 ink and pastel on paper

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“Toward the Woodlands” 1998 ink and pastel on paper Private collection Victoria

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“Formation” 1997 ink and pastel on paper

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“Landscape” 1998 ink and pastel on paper

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“Winter Idyll” 1998  ink and pastel on paper private collection Castlemaine

THE KILL

“The Discovery” 1998 acrylic on canvas 60 x 60 cm

"An Ideal For Living" 1998 acrylic on canvas 102 x 85 cm

“An Ideal For Living” 1998 acrylic on canvas 102 x 85 cm

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“Summer Idyll”  1998 ink and pastel on paper private collection Victoria

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“A Walk in the Bush”  1998 mixed media on paper

"A Walk In The Bush" 1998 Mixed media on paper

“A Walk In The Bush” 1998 Mixed media on paper

NEWSTEAD WINTER PADDOCK

“Wasteland Winter Paddock” 1998 Acrylic on canvas 80 x 180 cm

"Resting Place" 1998 pastel & ink on paper

“Resting Place” 1998 pastel & ink on paper

DRY GRAZING SPELL

“Dry Graving Spell” 1998 ink and pastel on paper 80 x 70 cm Private collection Melbourne

"Hungry country" 1998 pastel & ink on paper

“Hungry country” 1998 pastel & ink on paper

Scan

“Beyond the Fence” 1998 ink and pastel on paper Private collection Melbourne

LANDSCAPE RYTHMS 1

“Landscape Rhythms” 1998  ink and pastel on paper private collection Victoria

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“Newstead Landscape” 1998 mixed media on paper

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“The Bush” 1998 monotype on paper

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“Bush Rhythm” 1998 Monotype on paper

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“Toward the Wasteland” 2000 ink and pastel on paper Private collection Melbourne

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“Woodlands”  1999 pastel and ink on paper

OUTBACK LITTLE RITUAL

“Outback Little Ritual” 1999 acrylic on canvas 100 x 80 cm

RUINED HOMESTEAD

“Bush Relics” 1999 ink and pastel on paper 90 x 75 cm Private collection Victoria

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“Newstead Little Ritual” 1999 ink and pastel on paper

"The Special Rock" 1999 acrylic on canvas 130 x 110 cm

“The Special Rock” 1999 acrylic on canvas 130 x 110 cm Private collection Melbourne

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“Newstead Flock” 1999 ink and pastel on paper private collection Brisbane

"Newstead Summer Idyll" 1999 acrylic on canvas

“Newstead Summer Idyll” 1999 acrylic on canvas

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“Landscape Rhythms” 1999 ink and pastel on paper

"Edge of The Woodlands" 1999 ink & pastel on paper 80 x 60 cm

“Edge of The Woodlands” 1999 ink & pastel on paper 80 x 60 cm Private collection Castlemaine

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“Edge of the Woodlands” 1999 ink and pastel on paper 80 x 60 cm Private collection Sydney

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“Special Rock” 1999 ink and pastel on paper 80 x 65 cm

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“Edge of the woodlands” 1999 ink and pastel on paper 80 x 65 cm

WOODLANDS

“Woodlands” 1999 acrylic on canvas 60 x 60 cm

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“Woodlands and wastelands” 1999 ink and pastel on paper

"Outback Little Ritual" 2000 ink & pastel on paper

“Outback Little Ritual” 2000 ink & pastel on paper Private collection Melbourne

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“Woodlands and Wastelands” 1999 ink and pastel on paper

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“Newstead Secret Garden” 1998 ink and pastel on paper

"Edge of The Woodlands" 2000 acrylic on canvas 130 x 170 cm

“Edge of The Woodlands” 2000 acrylic on canvas 130 x 170 cm

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‘The Bones” 2000 acrylic on canvas

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“Bones of the Land” 2000 ink and pastel on paper

NEWSTEAD SUMMER MORNING

“Newstead Summer Morning” 2000 acrylic on canvas 60 x 75 cm

"Rumours of a Drought" 2000 ink & pastel on paper 70 x 52 cm

“Rumours of a Drought” 2000 ink & pastel on paper 70 x 52 cm Private collection Melbourne

"Newstead Woodlands Rhythm' 2000 acrylic on canvas 150 x 180 cm

“Newstead Woodlands Rhythm’ 2000 acrylic on canvas 150 x 180 cm Private collection Melbourne

"Landscape Rhythms" 2000 ink & pastel on paper 80 x 60 cm

“Landscape Rhythms” 2000 ink & pastel on paper 80 x 60 cm

UNKNOWN B RITUAL

“Unknown Bush Ritual” 2000 Mixed media on paper Private collection Victoria

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“Primitive Bush Feelings” 2000 mixed media on paper

"Newstead Lonely Paddock" 2000 acrylic on canvas 102 x 102 cm

“Newstead Lonely Paddock” 2000 acrylic on canvas 102 x 102 cm

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“Wasteland” 2001 mixed media on paper

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“Long Grass” 2001 ink and pastel on paper

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“Newstead Winter Place” 2001 ink and pastel on paper

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“Bush Remnants” 2001 mixed media on paper

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“Dry Paddock” 2001 ink and pastel on paper

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“Hidden Woodlands” 2001 mixed media on paper

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“Bush Remnants” 2001 mixed media on paper

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“Moonlight Woodland” 2001 ink on paper 70 x 90 cm

"Bird in The Bush" Acrylic on Canvas 2001 128 x 175 cm

“Bird in The Bush” Acrylic on Canvas 2001 128 x 175 cm

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“Newstead Landscape Rhythms” 2001 mixed media on paper

"Newstead Myth Making" 2001 Acrylic on Canvas 130 x 180 cm

“Newstead Myth Making” 2001 Acrylic on Canvas 130 x 180 cm

TREE STUMPS

“Newstead Sacred Place” 2001 ink and pastel on paper

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“Newstead Bush Formation” 2001 acrylic on canvas

NEWSTEAD BUSH SCENTS

“Newstead Bush Scents” 2001 acrylic on canvas

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“Newstead Bush Shelter” 2001 acrylic on paper

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“Newstead Bush Memory” 2001 acrylic on canvas private collection Queensland

 

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