It has been said that a face is an icon in the wilderness. Impressions from my first years in Australia as a myopic two year old left a deep mark. I had an odd sense of the enormous implacable blue sky above us, the sense of endless space and the presence of a land so different to where we had come from.
The desire to find a point of entry a way to relate to the place , and also to people has been implicit in my desire to draw , paint , write.
This is a face I never tire of painting