Margaret River Art Prints
The Margaret River and its forest lead us. We look down into the river and see the warm rich tones of the shallows. Above us the birds soar through the sky. Here we become a lighter version of ourselves.
One by one the village windows light up. A moon rises through the forest. There’s a magical sense as the evening eases us into another night of gentle dreams.
I love the Margaret River flowing past the village. Birds soar through the forest. There is a soothing rhythm here that’s clearing of the mind and refreshing for the spirit.
I love the moon rising through the forest down at Margaret River. You can see it reflected on the water lily pools. You can hear the whisper of bird wings in the trees high up overhead.
It’s wonderful to arrive in Margaret River after the drive down from Perth. You are crossing the river as the moon is rising. You can see the township through the trees. This is the moment when a holiday really begins.
I love the stillness of the water lilies on Margaret River. The birds are coming to rest, just as we do. This is the peaceful place that works its magic. It breathes life back into us and we see beauty again.
You see the water lilies that float on Margaret River. Under the surface you discover strong roots, beautiful pinks and ruby shades of water – these are the hidden colours and connections that feed, nurture and give stability. From the outside, you can never see where the energy for life really comes from.
This is my own salute to the charm and sacredness of our bees and native birds and the natural world they inhabit (in this painting, that is the forests of Margaret River).
Magpies and green parrots soar over the great big river that runs from the city of Perth down to the ocean at Fremantle. The Jacarandas are in bloom, Dingo guards the coast, and cargo ships ply their trade in Gage Roads, coming into the port.
This is a celebration of the Margaret River waterlilies and the beautiful little village. You can see the sun moving across the sky. You are walking up from the river into the village.
Driving through the town of Margaret River in the very early morning, when it’s still dark, you can see the buildings stand out like cards in the headlights. The water lilies are luminous and seemingly float above the water. I’m using two blues, cyanine and ultramarine. When combined like this the blues interact with each other in changing ways. Sometimes the ultramarine will look like violet and sometimes the pthalo will look like green. It’s a way of trying to depict light levels so low that you can’t really tell what the colours are. You can’t see the trees in the darkness but at certain angles, they show up as lines and then disappear back into the painting.