pencil on Stonehenge cotton rag paper
33 x 100.5cm
In the alpine terrain of Mount Field National Park the last afternoon sun lends Mother Earth a deceptive warmth, for it is mid-winter and the coldest night of the year looms... Crystals are blossoming like icy flowers in the myriad pools and ponds, and some of the tarns are already frozen solid, reflecting the azure-blue from the vault of the heavens. These whispering ponds are holy healing wells and mirror-pools for self-reflection.
Born 1960. Moved from King Island to the Tasmanian mainland in 1991. Lives in Huonville, Tasmania. Exhibiting since late 1980s. Winner Glover Prize People's Choice 2011, 2008 & 2006.