Acrylic on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.
Signed on the back.
New Farm, where I live, was once a swamp. It's now home to a diverse range of folk from the very very rich, to the very marginalised.
The river slides its way through my neighbourhood like a sneaky insurance salesman, it's there at every turn.
This work tries to capture an atomic second of my neighbourhood. The energy, the flow, the unspeakable.