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  • A Bubbling brew…

    Storm surf with HMAS Sydney in the background
    HMAS Sydney set against the distant Beecroft Peninsula, riding the swell after storms,
    Jervis Bay NSW

    It’s hard to imagine what it would be like bobbing around in a tin boat on a cold winter day, but this is sort of what it looks like. After almost a week of heavy rain, wind, and generally belligerent weather one of our destroyers turned up in the bay sitting as they often do just off the Beecroft peninsular that forms the north eastern shore of Jervis Bay. Sometimes they moor down near the naval college on the southern shore of the bay.

    After a day or two the ships disappear, to who knows where. Considering the shallow nature of the bay I’ve often wondered where they find the depth to avoid running aground.

    Painting waves is something of a challenge at the best of times but after storms the run-off from the local creeks turn the waters of the bay into a green-brown soup and with a bit of extra swell the result is a lot of ‘ice-cream’ as I like to call it. This bubbling brew of foam and seaweed with the odd tree trunk or branch that has washed out of the creeks [often with a few drowned native animals unfortunately] can take weeks to wash the beach clean again.

    The additional size of the swell produced by storm activity loads waves with a lot more power than your normal sunny days holiday playground type wave activity, so discretion is the better part of valour if you want to keep your body in one piece. Of course, most young people don’t care about this concern of mine, but I’m a big wave chicken after several nasty run-ins with some very big waves when I was young.

    I washed the basic sections of the composition in first, trying to get some sense of colour and value, then quickly brushed in the colour behind the main area of activity, the curl of the wave (the bit you don’t want to get smashed by) and the foamy wash in the foreground. At this stage it’s very rough, produced with a No. 8 flat hog bristle brush.

    Once I decided I was on the right track I set about deciding if I could use some areas of that broad brushwork in the final work. In this painting, that included most of the foreground “ice-cream”, the left and right ends of the wave and the sky and peninsular at the top. The sky is almost an untouched original wash. I like to think the viewers eye is more than capable of fooling their brain into making up the detail – I might be delusional too! However, it works for me so I’m happy to try it.

    There is one caveat to this method of creating a painting – those sketchy rough areas must contribute, must seem almost a natural part of the completed picture… I can decide but only you can tell if this works.

  • Down On The Farm…

    Panorama of Voase's farm Lemon Myrtle plantation

    For almost five decades this farm has been an integral part of life for my family and the Voase family who built it from the bare hillsides and the forests around it. We, a couple of dozen young families, moved onto the land from the city back then looking for a country life, all at about the same time.

    We built our houses together, at times helping each other. We engaged in the local life, sports and entertainment, and just got on with it. For some years it went well for us but we eventually had to return to near-city living. The Voase family and many of the others were able to stick with the land, but we never lost sight of those hopes and dreams and have been regular visitors to the valley, and this farm.

    We also returned to our own small property in a different part of the valley some years later. Throughout all those years a few pieces of art and hundreds of photos were created that in their own way tell part of the Voase farm story. They built the enterprise from the ground up along with the garden and anything else they had to do to make a country life.

    With that endeavour some things drift off into the earth; old fences, obsolete machinery and sheds, adding to the charm of what is left there now.

    Watercolour of farm shed.

    This shed was the smallest one of three on the property. It almost encloses a tractor and does cover from the weather a vast array of bits and pieces, leftover fencing and building materials and farming stock-in-trade. A true bush-built Aussie shed – a small “barn” by overseas terminology but here in Australia, it’s a shed.

    It’s the “bush-built” aspect that interested me most – I could have just grabbed some paint and brushes and headed for the newer shed next door to this one, or wandered up the hill the other way past the homestead to the much larger extraction shed used for their Lemon Myrtle oil.

    Underneath all that corrugated iron and fencing wire was a unique example of Aussie farm building construction technique – undoubtedly informed by a few beers along the way. So I painted the inside too. A bit of work on the composition (the pile of stuff, the most useful viewpoint etc etc), adjustments to light and shade (greys) a few mistakes and corrections and Bob’s your uncle [Aussie slang for “job’s done”].

    Inside view of shed

    If it looks complicated it is and no-one of sound mind should bother – I must be crazy… lovingly painted in acrylics on canvas, and I have to add that at least one of the tubes of paint was over 50 years old and still quite useful, a remnant of an earlier life as an illustrator.

    The Voase farm offers up many opportunities for more pictures, like this study of cattle mowing their way past one of the dams in the morning light, just waiting for some paint and canvas, and the opportunity to get started on it…

    Cattle passing the dam