There’s a particular kind of light in Australia that makes everything look slightly overexposed and a little menacing. It’s the…
There’s a particular flatness to the Australian sky that doesn’t exist elsewhere. Not flat as in empty, but flat as…
There’s a particular kind of light you notice in Australian painting—a flat, bleaching sharpness that makes shadows sit like cutouts.…
There’s a light in Australia that you don’t get anywhere else. Harsh enough to bleach the landscape down to bone,…
There’s a restlessness in Australian art—a refusal to sit neatly in the frame. Not rebellion, exactly. Rebellion needs a target.…
Somewhere between the second and third beer, you notice it. Not a sound exactly, not a specific image. More like…
There is a particular kind of light here. It is not kind. It flattens the landscape, bleaches the colour from…