Oil on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
In the midst of lockdown I continue to find myself imagining travelling to other new places. Somewhere that isnt within my L.G.A. It feels like its been so long since ive seen somewhere new that I keep creating new places in my own head. This is one of these fantastic places, it doesnt exist in reality, it is a sort of amalgamation of memories of different locations that I have merged into one environment.
If I cant go anywhere I will paint a place I wish I could go.
This is the other land.