This series of six paintings is an expressive exploration of the rocky escarpments of the Northern Rivers, inspired by the ancient formations found throughout New South Wales. Painted in acrylic and conté on canvas and framed in Tasmanian Oak, these works layer texture and color to evoke the shifting presence of the landscape—its solidity and impermanence, its history and transformation.
These rocky outcrops, composed of volcanic stone rich in silica, catch and reflect light in ways that constantly alter their appearance. Throughout the day, their rugged surfaces are softened by morning mist, glow under the late afternoon sun, and gleam subtly beneath the moonlight. Rather than depicting them with strict accuracy, I explore their essence—the interplay of form, texture, and light that makes them feel both ancient and alive.
The color palette reflects these transitions. Soft tans and earth tones echo the natural hues of weathered stone, while subtle greys and warm neutrals hint at the passage of time. Blues emerge not from distance but from shadow—the cool depths cast by escarpments, the atmospheric shift of twilight. Layers of paint build a sense of history, revealing glimpses of what lies beneath, much like the landscape itself—a record of erosion, resilience, and quiet transformation.
Through this series, I invite the viewer to experience these rock formations as I do—not as static landmarks, but as shifting, breathing forms shaped by time, weather, and light.
These rocky outcrops, composed of volcanic stone rich in silica, catch and reflect light in ways that constantly alter their appearance. Throughout the day, their rugged surfaces are softened by morning mist, glow under the late afternoon sun, and gleam subtly beneath the moonlight. Rather than depicting them with strict accuracy, I explore their essence—the interplay of form, texture, and light that makes them feel both ancient and alive.
The color palette reflects these transitions. Soft tans and earth tones echo the natural hues of weathered stone, while subtle greys and warm neutrals hint at the passage of time. Blues emerge not from distance but from shadow—the cool depths cast by escarpments, the atmospheric shift of twilight. Layers of paint build a sense of history, revealing glimpses of what lies beneath, much like the landscape itself—a record of erosion, resilience, and quiet transformation.
Through this series, I invite the viewer to experience these rock formations as I do—not as static landmarks, but as shifting, breathing forms shaped by time, weather, and light.
