Oil on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
West Australian wildflowers look so delicate yet when rain falls in late winter they spring out of the harsh dry ground in such abundance, such powerful life force. These mulla mulla, eremaea violacea, and lovely violet spears of blossom (the name of which I have sadly forgotten!) are intertwined with hardenbergia which twines through the herb-scented forests of the south-west. The cheeky little budgerigar is just a reminder of the vast clouds of budgies when I lived in the interior.