the friends landed in this silent, silver kingdom, and patiently explored the hedges, the hollow trees, the tunnels and their little culverts, the ditches and dry waterways Then a change began slowly to declare itself. The horizon became clearer, field and tree came more into sight, and somehow with a different look; the mystery began to drop away from them. A bird piped suddenly, and was still; and a light breeze sprang up and set the reeds and bulrushes rustling excerpt from the chapter entitled Piper at the Gates of Dawn from Kenneth Grahames novel The Wind in the Willows
Ever since I read these words as a child I have been fascinated by the landscape, especially our Australian landscape which contrasts so dramatically to the land described in the book.
The culmination of the book and a trip to Italy where I experienced the vast contrasts to our sometimes parched land, have resulted in various iterations of the area where I live; the sensation of being in the moment, experiencing the heightened reality of the sound of the Piper at the Gates of Dawn which was actually a bird but was alluded to as Pans pipes.
This is the experience I want to create for the viewer; to be lost in the beauty of the moment.
Medium: Watercolour, acrylic and coloured pencil on 640gsm hot pressed watercolour paper
Dimensions: 71 x 89cm (framed size)
This piece is framed.