“Road to Sofala” by Mel Brigg.
With bicycle.
With ironing board.
When I was sixteen I represented Queensland in a high school art competition ominously called the “National Art Award”. I didn’t win. The following year, unbeknownst to my parents, I took four paintings to Philip Bacon Galleries and asked the man whether I could make it as an artist. He told me that I had potential but I had to “choose [to continue my university education] or choose [to do] art”. And that I couldn’t do both.
I took his advice.
And chose the road with clearer signposts.
I took his advice.
And chose the road with clearer signposts.
By coincidence I already have this.
“Australian Light” (Sofala) by Todd Whisson.
Sofala is Australia’s oldest surviving gold rush town set along the banks of the Turon River. It lies about 170km north-west of Sydney on the other side of what is now the Greater Blue Mountains World Heritage Area.
In 1947 a chap named Russell Drysdale painted this:
“Sofala”
And in 1982 Brett Whitely painted this:
“Around Sofala”
Can’t say that I get the whole contemporary Australian art scene.
This I get.