During the winter trip to Ruron Gates, Western NSW, camping by a dry river bed flanked by eucalyptus trees and all there surrounding undergrowth. Dead trees full of intricate pattern and textures next to silvery ferns, the shapes of which began to replicate and reappear.
Trying to find a way into this project that captures the essence of these ubiquitous trees, and combing for details which i hope reveal glimpse of a language that can translate into visual work. Not sure yet.
The drawing which subsequently came out of that trip translated well using graphite and a limited colour pallet pencil drawing.
The circular kept appearing and the rhythm of this has started to become and key to the thinking. Using the macro to observe the small mosses and auxiliary plants, feeding of the trees. Lots of recurring, repeated patterns and language. The circular drawings picked this up and played again with the echoing form.
The hills covered in the trees also have a pattern, dark and light, dark and light, which translated into the drawings of a row of lines. Variety through repetition. Finding the common relationship.