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FIELD NOTES
RED EARTH COUNTRY
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Me at work in the East Macdonnell Ranges, November
2008. It's a trip to gather paintings for my show at Bowral's Milk
Factory Gallery in June 2009.
As you
can see I've plonked myself down in the
sand.....nuthin' like gettin'
dirty and feeling the earth.
Sometimes I stand or I sit on a rock ( if
available) or I sit on my portable tripod stool. It all just depends
on the view or angle and perspective of my chosen motif. |
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Still out east. This spot's a favourite, sketched here back in 2005.
I returned with the intent to explore further. It's not on the tourist
trail and nearby are some dolomite outcrops ( more about those
later!)
I got behind that particular range, occasionally coming across
Stockmen's camp fires and camel tracks I was mainly following the
dry river bed, stopping to sketch the rocky dolomite outcrops and
the amazing river gums. And man, was it hot! Well it was November. Mad
dogs......! |
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Simpsons Gap
This is only 20 km west of Alice. I did a fair bit of work
around here. Also the Larapinta Trail bypasses through here, so did
sections of that to gather material too.
Twice during this trip the Todd River flowed, thus also filling this area.
Below 2 pics of the flooded entrance to Simpsons.
Decided not to attempt this crossing as 2 weeks earlier I'd had a few narrow escapes coming in from the west, 150km from town. |
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FLOOD VICTIM
One of Simpsons Gaps residents, a Rock Wallaby and it's demise from the rising flood waters.
Even
though I depict mother nature's wonders She also has her
destructive side. It's not all beer & skittles out in this terrain. |
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Too cute for words: this fella's safe up on his rocky perch.
Whenever I
sat quietly at Simpsons the wallabies slowly appeared. As soon as a bus
load of tourist arrived the wallabies scarpered.
One
afternnoon I got about 3 to 4 metres away from one and whilst making a
clicking noise ( like on TVs Skippy) a curious wallaby actuelly came
towards me. A very special feeling....and me without my camera at hand!
2 of them then just drank from the waterhole only occasionally looking up at me.
One of the joys of sketching, sitting quietly and going slow.
Henceforth I am the wallaby whisperer! |

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The Woodland Trail: a walk near Simpsons Gap
I really love this area with it's diversity of desert flora and mulga. |
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One of my studio oils.
That's Simpsons Gap in the background.
This is the view one sees from the Woodland Trail.
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The ranges along Ilpara, south west of Alice. |
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Ormiston Gorge & water hole
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Out west
this is a view of Mt Sonder
about 160km from town |
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Amongst the spinifex |
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EMILY GAP:
East
of Alice and of special importance to the Arunta, Emily Gap is one of 2
caterpillar dreaming sites.( The other being Jessie Gap 15 km up the
road) Both sites feature rock paintings.
When I left this scene was underwater. Hard to believe, so was glad to
have gotten in to do this pastel as 3 years ago it was full too. |

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Jessie Gap |
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BURNT OUT RIVER GUM WITH DOLOMITE OUTCROP
the dolomite outcrop is part of a series stretching up to Corroboree Rock, out in the East Macdonnells.
This is another spot I visited often....just fell in love with it. A
dry creek bed ran to the right of this stump and around the back of the
outcrop. I'm doing one of my close up still lifes of that particular
dry creek bed and it's rock & pebbles.
Also did other pastels of the gums & the outcrop too. |
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Corroboree Rock
Actuelly one of my 2005 pastels, now sold.
The dolomite outcrop as mentioned above. The story goes that the Arunta
Men hid sacred objects up the top which has alcove like caves.
I find these outcrops hauntingly beautiful.
It was only after doing this piece that I saw the silhouette of a face(...the nose on the left.)
You can actuelly walk around or rather circumambulate Corroboree Rock, a natural stupa. |
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An ancient River Gum with the dolomite outcrop behind.
The roots had been exposed by the rains and floodwaters 10 days
earlier. Absolutely astonishing what the waters achieve, for next
to this gum was another fallen down, one which I'd sketched 2 weeks
earlier...when it was still standing! |

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at work out east |
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Amongst
the boulders of the aforementioned dolomite outcrop. The above pastel
of the River Gum is to the far right of this photo.
I'm
wearing a sort of french foreign legion style attachment on my cap. It
fends off the heat on one's neck & ears, but once I put a fly net
over it all it becomes a pressure cooker for one's brain.
Some would say...that explains alot!
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The aforementioned dolomite outcrop
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A note about colour
Here's me again! This time north of Alice at the Telegraph Station, the
original site of Alice. There'd been a dust storm that day.....thus no
blue sky. I love this effect.....a greyish to pale purple hue and the
boulders which under 'normal' conditions are a strong orange or
even a yellow ochre hue are more of a burnished orange, red ochre hue.
Each day varies and for me an effect witnessed earlier may enter a totally different artwork, even months later.
There's a great interview by Geoff Dutton with Drysdale.....to paraphrase memory is key.
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at work
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out east |

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Big gums! |

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Honeymoon Gap is only 20 km or so out of Alice. You can do a loop to Ilparpa from here.
I came here a fair bit to work. The River gums here are so animated and quite individual, just like people.
Once again, when I left I heard this area was under water.
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Honeymoon Gap once again.
I was working here one day when an old aboriginal fella, Jack, came by & started chatting to me.
He originally came from Cooberpeedy and now at 75 he & his wife
came out of retirement to help on a government program at the Red
Cross.
I say 75 but as Jack's birth was'nt recorded it's a guess.
He pointed out some bush tucker up on this ridge & mentioned
how his father still walked about naked & could've climbed up the
top with his hardened feet.
We talked about Obama having just won the election 2 days earlier; and we talked about country and our mutual love of the bush.
While we chatted little dust devils were whirling about my drawing
board on the ground & a kite hawk was hovering over us, maybe
eyeing Jack's little dogs, maybe eavesdropping.
I told Jack how much I loved the gums & how I felt that for me it
was like sketching people, some being more interesting than others.
Jack replied that if you listened to those trees, I'm sure they'd tell you a story. |
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The collection!
My pastels spread out in my cabin in Alice Springs. |
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