Winter days this year on Northern NSW, have been oscillating between rain, and lots of it, and the most brilliant warm sunshine days. Temperature ranges in Winter for the locals mean that below 18c is a COLD day and 14c is FREEZING!! Out and about today ('Son3's Taxi Service') came across some Corymbia ptychocarpa... Continue Reading →
Sunshine Wattle Winter Days
The last week the weather on the Far North Coast NSW as been stunning! Clear blue skies and lovely sunshine winter warm days. And as if to heighten how gorgeous it has been the beautiful Queensland Silver Wattle - Acacia podalyriifolia - is currently flowering. This is one of my favourite wattles with its stunning... Continue Reading →
Now & Then – Ballina & Yamba: Wild Surf & Beach Foam
After a couple of difficult weeks again with my shoulder overuse injury I was back at the Physio in Ballina. I will need surgery on the shoulder within the next few weeks - something I am not looking forward to. I am however looking forward to the likelihood that it will greatly improve my pain... Continue Reading →
Outside my Studio Window: Blue Faced Honeyeater & Banksia robur
I have planted 2 large banksias just outside the very large windows in my drawing studio. They are a Banksia serrata and a Banksia robur. I have done this deliberately as they attract some beautiful birds, as well as the usual annoying culprits like the native noisy miner. One of my regular visitors are a... Continue Reading →
‘Off to War’ The journey of Emanuel Weir – WW2 Veteran – Anzac Day 2012
For Anzac Day 2012 I thought I would tell part of my father-in-law - Emanuel Stephen Weir's journey of service to becoming a pilot originally for the RAAF and then to serve in the RAF in Europe in WW2. We have two records of part of my - a very short outline I asked him... Continue Reading →
Developing your own voice as an artist… my personal journey…
I grew up in Sydney surrounded by the Australian bush - the Royal National Park and those amazing displays of the sandstone Australian flora that Sydney seems to be steeped in. Even the buildings in Sydney reflect the legacy of all this sandstone. I loved the bush - disappearing either by myself or with others... Continue Reading →
