Oil on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.

Signed on the front.

It would be fair to say I’m a bit of a tomboy. When I turned 12 my dad taught me how to ride a trail bike and I was lucky enough to be able to putt around on my grandparents rural property taking in every detail of the bushland around me. One winter we went camping out towards Oberon NSW taking the trail bikes with us. The nights were crisp, clear and cold and we couldn’t get close enough to the fire. Waking in the morning we were amazed at the icy carpet scattered across the ground. Old man Jack Frost had paid us a visit and it was literally breathtaking.

* This artwork is unframed waiting for your personal touch. Images depicting frames are computer generated for inspirational purposes.