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48 x 53
One day, maybe, someone will restore this old 1920’s warrior.
Meanwhile it sits under rusting galvanised iron behind a farmhouse, waiting for one-day to arrive.
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48 x 53
One day, maybe, someone will restore this old 1920’s warrior.
Meanwhile it sits under rusting galvanised iron behind a farmhouse, waiting for one-day to arrive.
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60 x 77
Not much good as a life-boat when it’s sitting on the tidal flats, which is what happens twice every day, but a local fellow told me it’s retired and now the consuming hobby of a man passionate about old wooden boats.
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A peaceful stretch of water curving round behind the ancient castle and reaching a dead-end, but who cares?
It used to serve some long-forgotten industrial purpose and now it’s maintained just for the tourists.
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I’d had to take a bus-load of school kids to Port Adelaide on an excursion, and while the teachers took them to various places I was able to sit on a pontoon and paint this picture of the 1948 South Australian-built Yelta, with the steam engine originally intended for a naval Corvette.
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Goolwa’s the well-known river-port near the mouth of the Murray where the South Australian Wooden Boat Festival draws big crowds every second year, and thousands of holiday-makers every summer.
I painted this one on a lazy Saturday when even the old Mundoo, tied up at the wharf here, was quietly sleeping.
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This is a little sand island just downstream of the barrage at Goolwa, and home to plenty of birdlife.
The barrage is out-of-view to the left and the Murray Mouth is a few kilometres away over the horizon to the right.
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I sat in a park on the sea-shore at Victor Harbor to paint this view of Granite Island.
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Gladstone was named after a British Prime Minister and thrives as a medium-sized mid-north town serving the surrounding farmers.
Another painting done under the shade of the roadside gum trees.
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The tiny northern town of Pekina has this store and a pub and a handful of houses, that’s all. I sat on the roadside opposite to paint this one on a glorious summer’s day amidst a few flies, the aroma of gum leaves and just the sounds of the bush.
Vee read a book and Phoebe (Golden Retriever and most important member of the family) snored at my feet.
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It’s a well-known landmark in the mid-north town of Melrose.
Originally a flour mill, it went broke and became the Jacka Brothers’ brewery just after the Great War.
Then the Jackas also had to bail out during the Great Depression when the local pubs extended too much credit to their customers and found they couldn’t pay the brewery.
I painted the roadside picture early one morning and the Council’s road gang kindly took their massive grader elsewhere until I’d finished.
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