A friend Joe Pascoe is a poet and my habit of drawing portraits has been replied to in poetry

Sharp pencil

for Sam Golding

Sharp pencil

Honed to a perfect cone

Breath on the lead

Exiting any shavings

Hold it like a pen

Or flat to shade

Easily done

Mind and body

Draw as you walk

Imagine scrawling out white clouds

Or lovingly compose a street

Add wiggly birds

Diminishing in flight

It’s easy

Flip the page

It might be a cat, ambitious

I have a friend who can do this

Outline, clever strokes

Textures and mood

Sam Golding

Look at the lead

Warming and rounding

Less pressure

More pressure

Light and dark

Draw more, learn more

Stones and water

The day itself

People in life

Life within trees

Sunlight through the leaves

Sharpen again

Less pointy, more forgiving

Kinder to your friends

As the black lead ages

As your pencil shortens

And the beautiful drawings pile up.

Joe Pascoe 2020

I have started work on an oil based on the interlocking triangles of a view to Little Oberon at Wilson’s prom. The work is not representational being pushed by forms and sectors.

The drawing and the start of the image is below

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This is an oil done as a commission for a friend in Adelaide, of the Adelaide hills, in oil and glaze.

in february i went to a Flinders quartet concert at Montsalvat, and heard the new string composition of Derek Brookes. this including what he described as moments of joy and haiku concepts. i think these came across in the little watercolour I did during it, with a little of the lyricism:

As I presented it to the Quartet for him, I had a go at reworking it in a larger format on yupo paper below.