Looking down

Looking down

Walking the Overland Track was a little like meditation. My brain has never felt so clear. I thought I would have plenty of time for thinking, but in fact I thought about very little other than where to put my foot next or how beautiful the plants were. It was the holiday I needed and the perfect time to visit the Cradle Mountain - Lake St Clair National Park. The wildflowers were well and truly on display. Hundreds of waratahs, bright red scoparia, a sea of bauera underneath the eucalypts and even some tiny native orchids. Here are some things I saw while looking down.

As much as I saw mostly what was at my feet on the Overland Track, morning tea and lunch breaks were a chance to look up, at trees, mountains, clouds and wide blue skies.

Looking down

taking it down a tone

taking it down a tone

you might not be surprised to hear i love bright colours. i love looking at them and working with them. but just lately i find myself drawn to a much paler palette - more neutral tones paired with softer colours. like in this beautiful piece of work by matt connors. in all of the *stacks* of plains (solids) ive been collecting because of my improv obsession i just cant get the look im after for a new idea i have...the dyes are too saturated and too, i dunno, plain. i dont want to go down the batik-y plain look, and im not especially interested in hand dyed fabrics, what im after is something more watercoloury. does that make sense? so this morning i painted my own. they arent perfect flat colours, some areas are lighter than others and some darker, but theyre just right. and they took nanoseconds to do which suited my terrible impatience...

taking it down a tone