I was a late starter. I didn’t start making art seriously until I was thirty years old. I had studied art theory, and worked in the arts for a number of years. I had dabbled here and there making things. At the tail end of my time in Whyalla, South Australia, I fell into a plein eir landscape drawing workshop with Artist Ken Orchard. I had organised this workshop as part of the Whyalla Fishy Fringe with no intention of taking part. However, Ken talked me into it, and I fell in love with the act of drawing outside. He said ‘you’re a dab hand, you should keep at it’, and so I did. A year later I won the Grindell’s Hut Residency in the Gammon Ranges, and the work from this culminated in my first solo exhibition at the Fountain Gallery, Port Augusta. It was a sell out show.
Many people loved my early work, and could not understand why I diverged from making my ink and pastel landscapes. I did sell a lot of them, but I was not content with making them. Anyway, I have been suspicious of early success in that it could induce a complacency of style. Also I do not believe that sales always equate with good art. Twelve years on, and I have sought to push my work. I have traversed styles and experiemented with various approaches and mediums, and now I am finding a return to my landscape roots. While the arid surrounds of the Upper Eyre Peninsula never left my side, I am coming full circle after a long journey, and while it may not be those first landscapes that emerged when the spark took place, something appears at the end of long line drawn from those pastely beginnings.
Above work, Along the track to Grindell’s Hut’, 2011, ink and pastel in paper, 150cm x 60cm
Selected works below from 2006-2013. All works in private collections.