tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29696011326904948322024-03-13T01:16:56.041-07:00David BurgeDavid Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-18095197611125217952017-10-08T02:23:00.001-07:002017-10-08T02:39:17.827-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujqohx0zjxItkzjDG7uohEkZLbW1qkLH2k2KSS9nuBh5chiASPzgK2d2omLoj87jAN8GrT9eW1oX5zas_y-FmvWj3A1U10zpm70gTdhDhEsQkRYd32GoRCwXG86Ojff8kWm4-ceYeS8s/s1600/IMG_1054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujqohx0zjxItkzjDG7uohEkZLbW1qkLH2k2KSS9nuBh5chiASPzgK2d2omLoj87jAN8GrT9eW1oX5zas_y-FmvWj3A1U10zpm70gTdhDhEsQkRYd32GoRCwXG86Ojff8kWm4-ceYeS8s/s400/IMG_1054.JPG" width="196" height="400" data-original-width="392" data-original-height="800" /></a></div> A new series of figure studies in oil has been my focus over the past year. I joined an on line study plan New Masters Academy with a view to hone my technique. These models are from this course's resources.
Painted on a uniform plain grey background made from a mix of yellow and red oxides + blue in an acrylic based primer. For me it's the perfect neutral to allow unaffected temperature fields within the figure hues and tones.
These are resulting from an obsession with trying to nail a transparent looking skin colour in shadow, which is a challenge. Figurative oil painting has taken me down a more traditional academic technique study. Although it does not afford the thrill of the unexpected one experiences in watercolour painting it's something I wanted to have a go at. For the autodidact this seemed an inevitable arrow to add to one's quiver. Application in broader figurative narrative paintings may be left untouched however. I'm not interested in testing my capacity against the great past masters, but the study of oil painting technique certainly has the capacity to take one hostage for a lifetime, which I no longer have. Watercolour abstraction is calling. David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-32073886676439174492017-05-22T03:42:00.000-07:002017-05-22T03:42:29.388-07:00Ace of Swords(Air)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-54Yo0QharPuo-koKLxgt20ON41NnBO6C5Hvi66fuIjRaHPQFAgRVIpcTacd0YRfhnZebQnFhKprJGCya70ZdWvMmelglVKvvn2pkeNeE_txsGVfN3Y-FPpdlEtlMItwgPDIcCQ1JJJw/s1600/air.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-54Yo0QharPuo-koKLxgt20ON41NnBO6C5Hvi66fuIjRaHPQFAgRVIpcTacd0YRfhnZebQnFhKprJGCya70ZdWvMmelglVKvvn2pkeNeE_txsGVfN3Y-FPpdlEtlMItwgPDIcCQ1JJJw/s400/air.JPG" width="322" height="400" /></a></div>David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-67119187296463483672017-05-22T03:40:00.000-07:002017-05-22T03:40:14.402-07:00Mandy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I'm not done with her yet<br />
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David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-6091740886824208982013-09-26T21:28:00.001-07:002013-09-26T21:28:17.136-07:00Louise Brooks First took my eye back in the early 90s when I saw the 1926 film Pandoras Box in which Louise Brooks played the role of "Lulu". <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv2fut6VbdIgxMGJjx1TbjdDjcdGvF_4RQESaTMuTmXHje405nSxNC9j-82PEcEJyhwfyRaCvoBRSr34StGXNCstRDV7zi3fRnQlWcWSRiTmQg6dzKLrT1yq0fem6VmJsUs1RpI1LSV6Y/s1600/louise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv2fut6VbdIgxMGJjx1TbjdDjcdGvF_4RQESaTMuTmXHje405nSxNC9j-82PEcEJyhwfyRaCvoBRSr34StGXNCstRDV7zi3fRnQlWcWSRiTmQg6dzKLrT1yq0fem6VmJsUs1RpI1LSV6Y/s320/louise.jpg" /></a></div>David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-30812459109463222552012-08-26T08:35:00.000-07:002013-02-10T20:42:51.490-08:00Sonny Boy Williamson IIIs the title to a track recorded by Sonny Boy Williamson
Oil 120x90cm<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-48077060811628861242011-11-26T08:21:00.000-08:002011-11-26T08:41:40.176-08:00Erin at 11<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8pztOhBGsTLPgUeV-BSnxFoZA-wQyb_b8bbUO5g39EAAx67lgddF6ibC0hxq8R8nyeqS-sJW1gkJ6sEnQTEgeGAbmMOD1icpGhE21TrwLmSEI77-CBkJ4qlVzhvUgLXB22Cf8qP0uiwo/s1600/erinblog.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8pztOhBGsTLPgUeV-BSnxFoZA-wQyb_b8bbUO5g39EAAx67lgddF6ibC0hxq8R8nyeqS-sJW1gkJ6sEnQTEgeGAbmMOD1icpGhE21TrwLmSEI77-CBkJ4qlVzhvUgLXB22Cf8qP0uiwo/s400/erinblog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679342172661650338" /></a><br /><br />A recently painted oil of our 11 y/o daughter Erin<br /><br />I've put the watercolours aside for the time being to concentrate on developing a means of making larger, more robust paintings with the palette knife which I find satisfying in that the outcome is loose and painterly not unlike a watercolour should be.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-63356895009260588722011-05-21T01:29:00.000-07:002011-05-21T01:33:46.104-07:00Looking Around the Backyard<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi443rHx3WFt0v2iVgdNCnVAc1N39TdMQdX4THp1eqUtK1gf3vdOqu7SBvysNgK5gTYSR1aAVL5BlrqxCe0ut5LrpOL-pu_aPq-0icCtrYu6cLpuvZrY65JtDneGlPUO01mgnfsoBLuwQ4/s1600/greyishcow.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi443rHx3WFt0v2iVgdNCnVAc1N39TdMQdX4THp1eqUtK1gf3vdOqu7SBvysNgK5gTYSR1aAVL5BlrqxCe0ut5LrpOL-pu_aPq-0icCtrYu6cLpuvZrY65JtDneGlPUO01mgnfsoBLuwQ4/s400/greyishcow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609084733759585186" /></a>David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-71441597655731769062011-04-05T10:56:00.000-07:002011-09-14T00:32:05.812-07:00The Sixth of February 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFFfTlgCG82oOweC6tTfLhMWxK0xXVRBObGaqrlLgZ7S6Kcw1mRnotzXUib0B5M02FrOhTlmPcY43XO0S9DNasX8O0RubIm0MQWuRcBRBAa2MwSiWx33FfWL0i5dE4bjZf5iXHPHtb1jE/s1600/B17_0489.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFFfTlgCG82oOweC6tTfLhMWxK0xXVRBObGaqrlLgZ7S6Kcw1mRnotzXUib0B5M02FrOhTlmPcY43XO0S9DNasX8O0RubIm0MQWuRcBRBAa2MwSiWx33FfWL0i5dE4bjZf5iXHPHtb1jE/s400/B17_0489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592165971269192354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_dYyURSI4zUmOXaFx9HXlDpQAqLz31Nss2I59IA5vAAnfa-7wJECVED6W0LYkcGkGJTMGO_Hj7g5Og3Ew473x-ZuznZhGm0qn4Mo-NlHRsGCdIRG3trM2YQJLNsfsYodNaKGDzidC7E/s1600/DCP_1739.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_dYyURSI4zUmOXaFx9HXlDpQAqLz31Nss2I59IA5vAAnfa-7wJECVED6W0LYkcGkGJTMGO_Hj7g5Og3Ew473x-ZuznZhGm0qn4Mo-NlHRsGCdIRG3trM2YQJLNsfsYodNaKGDzidC7E/s400/DCP_1739.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592165609491825810" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The day that brought change to our lives in a radical way came without warning as days like that do. <br /><br />It was a little past noon on a lazy Sunday.<br />Jenine and I were having out morning coffee late and looking at the paper musing over the economics of our situation and the prices of real estate. A conversation not unfamiliar to us. We've oft considered change but the effort was always something that would wait for us to get around to. Erin was playing in the lounge room, Danyon had stayed over at a friend's house.<br />It was a typical Perth hills summer morning but with the mornings easterly wind insisting on making it's presence felt like a drunk 45 year old at a teens party. Staying well past it's welcome. It was seeking a suitor as summer winds are wont to do.<br /><br />Our conversation was halted in mutual rhythm as folks that have been together as long as we have would understand. We noticed the scent of burning eucalyptus which was followed by the usual visual survey in the direction the wind was blowing.<br />There was no mighty white pillow of grandpa smoke on the horizon that usually accompanies the familiar summer Australian atmospheric perfume but rather a more agitated, blue, thin adolescent, unpredictable looking plume. The source of the blue smoke could not immediately been seen due the steeply undulating contours of the landscape. It was coming from the valley immediately to the east of our property on Brookton Highway.<br />As a precautionary measure I took the 3/4 inch hose attached to the tap on the east side of the house and ventured as far as it would reach to commence wetting the dry grass between the fence line and the house. Within two minutes the smoke became white and thicker and to the north east I saw the first of the flames racing up the hill like a stampede of great engaged red steers into our neighbours property.<br />At this stage those destined to gorge on our own moistened grass had not arrived but it wasn't long before they breached the fence and were surrounding the place with a pace and intensity that I had never experienced. I'd always possessed the same masculine imagination of confidence in one's ability at managing all possible scenarios including anything from termite infestation to nuclear attack. Fortunately I also have the ability to know when my strategy or tools at hand is inadequate. <br />The battle with the hose as my weapon soon became hand to hand with flames reaching tree top, sorties of embers being launched from lofty posts far beyond the reach of any garden hose no matter how mighty it may seem in a war on the meat ants that become annoying around the pool. The smoke was stinging eyes and lungs and it became clear that armour was required. I lay down my hose and went to find and d'on a pair of goggles Erin had been swimming with the day before. With the goggles, and a tee shirt acting as a breathing filter I returned to the front which be this time had intensified, now the pine trees on the northen boundary were well inflammed. Jenine and Erin had been inside quickly gathering some possessions that were immediately accessible. Lap-tops, four of my guitars, some of Danyon's school books and a drawings, Jenine's visual diary. Some of Erin's treasures. I was concerned at this stage; even the agathapanthas had started to burn.<br />Despite the inferno however, I was optimistic as the front of the fire being driven by the strong wind, which was by now entering a new set of physical dynamics as one reads about being characteristic of high volume fires, had all but passed the home.<br />I had decided that upon the ignition of my trusty eastern hose that retreat was the only option and I decided to take up the western hose and skirt the immediate house perimeter to manage the spot fires in the gardens and immediate grassy places. Before implementing this plan I decided to update Jenine on the acuity of the situation and offer some suggestion that now would be an appropriate time to evacuate with Erin, Cookie the terrier, and Heidi the guinea pig. The Land Cruiser in the drive way was being licked by flames on the western side of the house. The fire surrounded the north and south of the house but was quickly moving westward.<br /> They left.<br />I remained to implement the protection strategy which seemed to be working. I was begining to breath sighs of releif and thought I might have a moment to call into work and inform them that due to the situation, I would not be attending work that afternoon as I was due to commence after one oclock.<br />I did this whislt squirting small grass fires on the south perimeter of the house.<br />Time to return to the nothern side to check on spot fires. As I rounded the corner something on the rooftop caught my eye. The evaporative air conditioner was ablaze. It was something I'd not considered. It has not been used that day and was was therefore dry. The pads which when saturated act to cool the air, when dry are akin to a small haystack in a plastic box, or perhaps dry paper. A worthy fuel source for a rampant fire.<br />Any effort to extinguish the air con unit was pointless as the hose volume was now almost a trickle, which as I later realised was a result of the fire department accessing the Mains water supply just down the road.<br />The sensation when confronted with the sight of your home alight is difficult to describe, not so much panic as disbelief. I decided to look inside to see if there was anything I could do to minimise damage. When I opened the back door I was confronted with a puddle of blazing molten plastic which was cascading from the air conditioner duct between myself and the piano. The adjacent doors were to the kids bedrooms and were open, a glance inside their rooms made my stomach knot as their carpets were hosting the same molten plastic party from the ducts above. Black toxic smoke was now quickly filling the house. I had to leave as I was trying to make my way back thought he door something tangled around my leg and almosgt tripped me, I disengangled what appeaed to be a wire that had fallen through the ceiling, it burnt into my right hand. Later I realised it was an electrical cable that had burnt out. It ws clear that the fire was in the ceinling space and gaining intensity.<br />I rounded the house to try the front door to perhaps access the loung room to check of Jenine had remembered my father's violin.<br />I couldn't enter, the acrid smoke was overwhelming. The noise of the fire was a constant explosion as the trees were bursting to flames on all sides as I ran to the carport to make my final retreat.<br />Driving out, I met the police coming up our driveway. "Time to leave" he said. (I wonderd where else he thought I could be going)<br />I turned right, onto the highway where a fire unit was wetting the surrounds of a home immediately opposite our driveway. I explained that our house was on fire to which he responded with some expletives and explained that by the time he had disengaged from the current sitation that it would be amost ten minutes and as such our house would be beyond saving.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFlkx5qSyJ-ub9-aiSTVqGlvioy9TwRUOHBNTMoPlUd2nnTsypij1zFdRTTcd6vYQzEkuwoTe4o6kFzTk4bt_t91V9TEGhBEgTmKbZv4OTEBo1hADzL0WAI315fVyciFCXx-OUw-ehOHE/s1600/IMG_0407.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFlkx5qSyJ-ub9-aiSTVqGlvioy9TwRUOHBNTMoPlUd2nnTsypij1zFdRTTcd6vYQzEkuwoTe4o6kFzTk4bt_t91V9TEGhBEgTmKbZv4OTEBo1hADzL0WAI315fVyciFCXx-OUw-ehOHE/s400/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592165606671458082" /></a><br />I had no idea where Jenine and Erin had gone so headed to Albany Highway and found a carpark under a tree near a community medical practice in Kelmscott. Called Jenine and told her where I was.<br />The loss of property was total. My studio and framing set-up is naught but ash and twisted metal. All the paintings (probably over 300) with 1/3 of those saleable, sketches, written ideas gathered and recorded over the years, certificates of awards, books. The equipmemt gone.<br />The erasure of thirty years of accumulated stuff is both liberating and painful.<br />Everything seems new now.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhERGfWdZzJzK39fFbH3yc8rkHC396uE9vC5sQcKEHkhXl-Ah7N7Q4hKY99FgmRrBWFF3X1QcaYDjv8unC07Z6wwOBPnwap-xxoBXBzxt_WiE0yr9v1DR6aApLxDcNaYP6ouxi9Hbhls_o/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhERGfWdZzJzK39fFbH3yc8rkHC396uE9vC5sQcKEHkhXl-Ah7N7Q4hKY99FgmRrBWFF3X1QcaYDjv8unC07Z6wwOBPnwap-xxoBXBzxt_WiE0yr9v1DR6aApLxDcNaYP6ouxi9Hbhls_o/s400/IMG_0414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592161551649515058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDTzjJXyt0mlTg8Dgp3rPAhptxZfJfu3N6wuIKUr_msx3pQa9kWn36XWD8zORtl3G8rgzs_M2UeZHeM30MpC0BkpUZl6o2Vddg2SQ4MlLI42rX8DwV-NxXfszporWhvRQ3oKmUVX8qBA0/s1600/erinmylove.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDTzjJXyt0mlTg8Dgp3rPAhptxZfJfu3N6wuIKUr_msx3pQa9kWn36XWD8zORtl3G8rgzs_M2UeZHeM30MpC0BkpUZl6o2Vddg2SQ4MlLI42rX8DwV-NxXfszporWhvRQ3oKmUVX8qBA0/s400/erinmylove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592165596814285522" /></a>David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-44329060858415259652010-09-10T14:53:00.000-07:002010-09-10T15:31:31.766-07:00Tate Favourite<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQt5wPsauEHWgenLWjN7gF_cW65gegf5UTV-toMgQr4Ry_uIgHoAnFl9WGWTVLoPWYcCbadGocmcT0P7reW_j5QVmLGXAVyqgiq4JADMftfEB8vP_roW0lGo69YKBq5gcaujPx3okebvQ/s1600/IMG_0138.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQt5wPsauEHWgenLWjN7gF_cW65gegf5UTV-toMgQr4Ry_uIgHoAnFl9WGWTVLoPWYcCbadGocmcT0P7reW_j5QVmLGXAVyqgiq4JADMftfEB8vP_roW0lGo69YKBq5gcaujPx3okebvQ/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515414142693722610" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCRkOSq_D_YDWMAUfc0Udg9D0rqb0Yown26PMoqc4uZZT7Q8voXw2PmPm5t6yVjMyqhXYBvuq7AuLEH0aHPM9peia1siwjW2bInYDerfg1vyQKlt5vhYS3qI7c96sBDSK4c3k5-pCbjZY/s1600/IMG_0135.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCRkOSq_D_YDWMAUfc0Udg9D0rqb0Yown26PMoqc4uZZT7Q8voXw2PmPm5t6yVjMyqhXYBvuq7AuLEH0aHPM9peia1siwjW2bInYDerfg1vyQKlt5vhYS3qI7c96sBDSK4c3k5-pCbjZY/s400/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515414131428335378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2arAQnAm13yeqH-NyHQxc0t4gmxb0z8SkTPSa6O3x7Xm-jMhyR_bW53AVImPoouSzRbdbtCjpXBOtzSDvLJ-eRyHZyaePC7kxTKDmo_bw_ZnaVr77OPtv0r269E94E1B1blMSI9wxN7A/s1600/IMG_0137.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2arAQnAm13yeqH-NyHQxc0t4gmxb0z8SkTPSa6O3x7Xm-jMhyR_bW53AVImPoouSzRbdbtCjpXBOtzSDvLJ-eRyHZyaePC7kxTKDmo_bw_ZnaVr77OPtv0r269E94E1B1blMSI9wxN7A/s400/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515414121673266258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOyxJw5w0jOnb_mvxlpMhlQIAaWP0552oqYF1jXVC-bLIUcP9HUz3FzQhU81FnKl_4vxpWGH8hxnaWNigH7HmwQrRSC5fB0iGbT_3jVb8BIyzpeFYLU_DKzfp1ghRZguzCD4INkTASwZs/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOyxJw5w0jOnb_mvxlpMhlQIAaWP0552oqYF1jXVC-bLIUcP9HUz3FzQhU81FnKl_4vxpWGH8hxnaWNigH7HmwQrRSC5fB0iGbT_3jVb8BIyzpeFYLU_DKzfp1ghRZguzCD4INkTASwZs/s400/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515414107665977234" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIPz_o1df-xo9dxKzkf3ONNtRH4I6i7ko5TPsy-B2FV85jQ5DU6q1Am97b-B1IvR27K3lE_27VwGugzKzUyE0yAcAypsWZG8H4u6BwpHjnFaa-PLeau_E-h_ABdSX9zYveTibBWnDRemI/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIPz_o1df-xo9dxKzkf3ONNtRH4I6i7ko5TPsy-B2FV85jQ5DU6q1Am97b-B1IvR27K3lE_27VwGugzKzUyE0yAcAypsWZG8H4u6BwpHjnFaa-PLeau_E-h_ABdSX9zYveTibBWnDRemI/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515414091315416818" /></a><br />The Tate must be one of very few galleries to feature the classical and contemporary with what appears and feels to be a very natural and shock free ride. Something like a Rolls with satellite technology. All the leather and walnut with the cutting edge technology providing an effortless ride from Elizabethan to Hirst in a few yards of each other. Five hundred years seems to have passed in a flash this afternoon. <br />Of all the stunning works that confront the viewer on the ground floor the ones that took my breath away were those of John Singer Sargent. For me the most alluring work was a study for Madam X.<br />Perhaps it was the contemporary and classical blend within the painting (much like the Tate itself). The so called incompleteness of it is like breathing, it's warmth, space and presence floored me.<br />His work as a figurative painter is yet to be surpassed I believe. <br />There's no point in going on about the works, it's all been said thousands of times but for the sake of kicking my blog off again this is very good subject. I took a couple of highlights of details of some paintings.<br />I expect you'll excuse the quality of the photography, no flash iphone snaps with a tinge of guilt(given cameras were not supposed to be used).If I'd tried this in Perth I would be in the electric chair by now...of course Perth has some 'real treasures' compared to the Tate.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-28089208988739136482010-03-14T06:00:00.000-07:002010-03-14T06:19:57.227-07:00Downtown Dolls<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgakVec-g8yebIkzGmErUVzeG422fSz791XvvwcjLLNpL_rH7AYTizbNxu59cf4HjHOo60bIOPMzT1fMOKUUdnSH6JHm7OT_lAXVVdkJkqp_cBUIFmAhz9gMD6_rvppy3_RomfC16iSTsA/s1600-h/downtowndolls.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgakVec-g8yebIkzGmErUVzeG422fSz791XvvwcjLLNpL_rH7AYTizbNxu59cf4HjHOo60bIOPMzT1fMOKUUdnSH6JHm7OT_lAXVVdkJkqp_cBUIFmAhz9gMD6_rvppy3_RomfC16iSTsA/s400/downtowndolls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448476592754232210" /></a><br />Having been motivated by the triumph of <a href="http://davidkburge.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html">Brides By Design</a> being selected to hang in the Shanghai Biennial I have cracked and painted another window. This time a collaborative effort. Nick Simmons took this picture exclusively for the purpose sometime in 2008(that's him behind the 3rd dolls legs:)). It's taken awhile to get around to it but I really like how it's turned out. Almost a weeks work.<br />75 x 104 cm (29" x 41")David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-90408624854039083422010-02-09T10:47:00.001-08:002010-02-09T11:03:59.934-08:00Map to Alice<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtqoGO1JQaF8N0viqq_Zfmcmlfv6nOPeClO8AG-RYMVgtxx3WXiYap17YWZiI6oXOJl_rjQh26mPGEqZfOC_b-YFaHlfso713CAo_BEnJjZL9DyFOBQJaRxya13BIDcgXH69LkDh6RV9A/s1600-h/maptoalicea.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtqoGO1JQaF8N0viqq_Zfmcmlfv6nOPeClO8AG-RYMVgtxx3WXiYap17YWZiI6oXOJl_rjQh26mPGEqZfOC_b-YFaHlfso713CAo_BEnJjZL9DyFOBQJaRxya13BIDcgXH69LkDh6RV9A/s400/maptoalicea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436321244121335538" /></a><br />Well it's the map I have in my head. I'm sure those that know the area will recognize it immediately;)<br />I'm enjoying getting these out of my system, tomorrow Kings Canyon gets the treatment.<br />56x76 BL<br />Mixed Water MediaDavid Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-80906637402972106012010-02-08T09:31:00.000-08:002010-02-08T20:12:36.974-08:00Lasseter's Camels<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8x0smZyjkInTtc4U9E-QNTZNrHdDocZt-q2PK8tPq0KYYj7UeNJkeTuBZ7J0bKyALEWfDyxlRKcG3ZGDi5uJkmX1sZQjPNgqy90V9vxOVk5QhsIFb8Z8NeHRO5LRZWIDV3JU_nMzqIw/s1600-h/lassetera.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8x0smZyjkInTtc4U9E-QNTZNrHdDocZt-q2PK8tPq0KYYj7UeNJkeTuBZ7J0bKyALEWfDyxlRKcG3ZGDi5uJkmX1sZQjPNgqy90V9vxOVk5QhsIFb8Z8NeHRO5LRZWIDV3JU_nMzqIw/s400/lassetera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436091736373995186" /></a><br /><br /> A somewhat whimsical one.<br />The images of last year's desert trek will appear as the spirit moves. It moved today and I did this on a sheet of Blue Lake.<br />Camels abound in the outback, left overs from the early explorers. In 1931 Lasseter's camels allegedly "bolted" leaving him stranded 100 miles from Kata Tjuta (Mt Olga). He never made it however the camels did well. Now it's calculated that 3,000,000 inhabit central Australia.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-9303678431353302162010-02-04T09:18:00.000-08:002010-02-04T09:25:00.025-08:00William and Hay<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkAM3sfYJ_m8UfDjGhsVAqFODEUrHhhFA1DtfLSS0PMfRqUcm5lTwF_MTAl7D0t8n_8kiOaEGN-LSkU6_adgXhLCCWSaKRuigWZiFRlsNGkLYDMa2z9vTwZoi4uIiD7D2t4D4s8TRtqnk/s1600-h/williamhay.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkAM3sfYJ_m8UfDjGhsVAqFODEUrHhhFA1DtfLSS0PMfRqUcm5lTwF_MTAl7D0t8n_8kiOaEGN-LSkU6_adgXhLCCWSaKRuigWZiFRlsNGkLYDMa2z9vTwZoi4uIiD7D2t4D4s8TRtqnk/s400/williamhay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434440524259164434" /></a><br />One that never made it. Looking back through some photos of work from the last 3 years I think I might have been onto something with this one. I recall using sand mixed with gesso on for the red structure on the left(the corner of a church).<br />I think I ditched it due to the composition but there are areas I quite like.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-45621506807016561642010-01-28T22:21:00.001-08:002010-01-28T22:31:35.989-08:00Sittellas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiO8P3fXrzFihhFHMrm_dKshcUwPnMjTOyj4YAzzEocTSsv7gDU_QLKgtUeI_x8A96hj04CIzTYFgsL3Pv_97vcibCfxMXRK-YZMDrCIUPkI0Rryj68ohVwsfoGyVv873icl8HMqolbyg/s1600-h/sittella's.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiO8P3fXrzFihhFHMrm_dKshcUwPnMjTOyj4YAzzEocTSsv7gDU_QLKgtUeI_x8A96hj04CIzTYFgsL3Pv_97vcibCfxMXRK-YZMDrCIUPkI0Rryj68ohVwsfoGyVv873icl8HMqolbyg/s400/sittella's.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432045507169040274" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Went to a wedding at a vineyard in the Swan Valley early this month. In fact Jenine and I did a couple of songs there. This was the view from the balcony overlooking the pergola where the ceremony took place looking east toward the Darling Range. Early evening, a delightful time of the day in high summer, golden light, long shadows.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-23567693367803774542009-12-31T08:45:00.000-08:002009-12-31T08:55:55.410-08:00A selection from 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6WtbApthrFGWxCeKeT_OexOmTC72yF3Rs3WYeX9CfCNNXth1v8AOh7M77R7X9LQbUcQf9uc7cB0iA4VAB3Xp-n_zbDyA0dFaus752W2_EYHPCD4E3ri-laguJt6TTUszb-I0KzPhHzs/s1600-h/lakeside.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6WtbApthrFGWxCeKeT_OexOmTC72yF3Rs3WYeX9CfCNNXth1v8AOh7M77R7X9LQbUcQf9uc7cB0iA4VAB3Xp-n_zbDyA0dFaus752W2_EYHPCD4E3ri-laguJt6TTUszb-I0KzPhHzs/s400/lakeside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421444939150320882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaUBmubfU4PG14XC7eY3JjG6YiqcGLbbxYiJwbmsvsFj1azQTTcbKV9pO-1rD72oiUzKE9zWhhXXQZEMHtCraERynpbB7Eo34PyZkZ0eZl4_xgqYhQ5VHCnqo5Z5_bcuGH0iSLrYVlHDg/s1600-h/inlet.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKuXE-3CqWrgpc6sqOnMQVzUw-XGh74TiMIXZf9pfDeH94V8vtS5jAnjcyjGZGQYcHDOxfRKF2cuhFU_JTWjsREZ9Z0d6BATcQW_ycSIuYIhBaEsHlGIwQIpufpYkeYrSbb0dzqCkyU7U/s400/mtsonder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421443620824062466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhYNe09yma-MYC4LufAX5WeN2tZ5wzxWG1u-39v61d1jDNP_-RtvDoQdQxNPSNb4wv0gjTddzhii6n1yF_Y3O4d1QX_dTJCG4sQ9bArLSVXESXq48bbRt5_HHwczyaAaM1_T-RntnLy5I/s1600-h/larapinta.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhYNe09yma-MYC4LufAX5WeN2tZ5wzxWG1u-39v61d1jDNP_-RtvDoQdQxNPSNb4wv0gjTddzhii6n1yF_Y3O4d1QX_dTJCG4sQ9bArLSVXESXq48bbRt5_HHwczyaAaM1_T-RntnLy5I/s400/larapinta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421443614684410226" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyhsXf_1bYMvvRHqYSO94cFSoLOmg2nSi8h4VFhuG-bAODkmAViOWUmmTioXN02S7gZrbvvNnBsjFjaSLzFjjBkfJyEEJxnrTwEu9IycVWRSM4H7Gkfxl_XEEKSJ8U8gwTuwm2Osv1Y8/s1600-h/figure09.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyhsXf_1bYMvvRHqYSO94cFSoLOmg2nSi8h4VFhuG-bAODkmAViOWUmmTioXN02S7gZrbvvNnBsjFjaSLzFjjBkfJyEEJxnrTwEu9IycVWRSM4H7Gkfxl_XEEKSJ8U8gwTuwm2Osv1Y8/s400/figure09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421443611589774674" /></a>David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-27153258814282755152009-10-21T08:30:00.000-07:002009-10-21T08:42:26.684-07:00Bayswater<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrLdDBUcjhDRtZYkrhsw14LTC3cgryqS38kslW_sYAagQzXM-8Z7VJjzBUsh2WsaJyRsv04GcYPhvmCt3hhTOQaWz6ZQFJF_aeLfHgOCtfIEqZ_wHisQbEi9YKUYb2YHOcRzl3Rx07RJE/s1600-h/bayswater.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrLdDBUcjhDRtZYkrhsw14LTC3cgryqS38kslW_sYAagQzXM-8Z7VJjzBUsh2WsaJyRsv04GcYPhvmCt3hhTOQaWz6ZQFJF_aeLfHgOCtfIEqZ_wHisQbEi9YKUYb2YHOcRzl3Rx07RJE/s400/bayswater.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395079092378385922" /></a><br />A little lunch break 'quicky' done back in August. For those who know Perth, this is from Bayswater looking across the river to Ascot.<br />About 8x12inDavid Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-52290006202506190892009-09-14T10:04:00.000-07:002009-09-14T18:29:54.520-07:00AlleyArtCarpet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbai2UCVveJYiER5Aetjp4n989QYEHmsevqBQuwCP472-S3TmjPL4GLegPcjIGp8H5rQBZYvGmGPYrBBHfMse7Fo4ngVshqWFxaoFJ_OEdiRYRDYwUfbm9bQ4B0ku0fKtOcHG-61SP5z4/s1600-h/backdoor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbai2UCVveJYiER5Aetjp4n989QYEHmsevqBQuwCP472-S3TmjPL4GLegPcjIGp8H5rQBZYvGmGPYrBBHfMse7Fo4ngVshqWFxaoFJ_OEdiRYRDYwUfbm9bQ4B0ku0fKtOcHG-61SP5z4/s400/backdoor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381373932336829250" /></a> Sitting back chilling here to Killing Joke's "Pandemonium" album, with a nice Scotch, looking through some photos. Found this one of an alley off an alley in Perth.<br />I like the design from this perspective. <br />Thought it would make a nice rug.<br />So I cunningly weaved it on two old hessian bags with hand coloured string spun from virgin yak pubes using a found BBQ skewer.<br />Well the idea ran through my head but photoshop seemed quicker.<br />Sadly the local fascist city council has since erased this design from the turquoise wall. <br />This fits with the <a href="http://davidkburge.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html"><font>alley paintings</font></a><br>from last year.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-43566908480498959972009-05-30T04:54:00.000-07:002009-06-01T08:02:37.482-07:00City of Melville Art Award 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjpXICB4vy3m8LsWZd_LkFfbiTfaMdckozL_fIWoViDIXff-2N-yAMx8tWNJkVnOWAttOqlNsue2JjloUhIlnUpJHeq8jedB2hMuNnXo0459yc6HHFOpuKRNu6W6ocNGMGCtrxm7xVvw/s1600-h/brides-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjpXICB4vy3m8LsWZd_LkFfbiTfaMdckozL_fIWoViDIXff-2N-yAMx8tWNJkVnOWAttOqlNsue2JjloUhIlnUpJHeq8jedB2hMuNnXo0459yc6HHFOpuKRNu6W6ocNGMGCtrxm7xVvw/s400/brides-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342374475751100242" /></a><br /><br /><br />"Brides by Design" received a High Commendation at the City of Melville Art Awards last week.<br />Not quite the same as last year's top honour but it's great to get a nod of approval from ones peers.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-89247198337246115162009-04-04T17:37:00.001-07:002009-04-04T17:41:12.063-07:00Ghost Gum<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXVi3ety_PdJgtmA8ikUgPtWUGGFgfw7K3LfPS-3qNh3Q3YTrQGQzoNQ3cLq-EEj4LFbKaR2ZiSNG1ooqftbKZOEof_ehZ5YX5fRXtHtbePzlSfytKHxegKZwl6oF80IOX0PmSmDI1uo/s1600-h/IMG_0425a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXVi3ety_PdJgtmA8ikUgPtWUGGFgfw7K3LfPS-3qNh3Q3YTrQGQzoNQ3cLq-EEj4LFbKaR2ZiSNG1ooqftbKZOEof_ehZ5YX5fRXtHtbePzlSfytKHxegKZwl6oF80IOX0PmSmDI1uo/s400/IMG_0425a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321000884395402450" /></a>David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969601132690494832.post-73544057193629498312009-04-02T06:45:00.000-07:002009-04-02T07:04:12.367-07:00Uluru<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRfaLOZ5vnp5bB1vvPG29UHJG7F0HzYjWrPg-8EseOp2NHRhH8xoN60BPqofnfQLIlJtSKbzGOz_qaytl7YRVdDELVA_ERwOXpEodeeOJd9eOeIRY3e9_tEvm9YhjKKHZIc2YA3iTlSs/s1600-h/IMG_0213aa.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvRfaLOZ5vnp5bB1vvPG29UHJG7F0HzYjWrPg-8EseOp2NHRhH8xoN60BPqofnfQLIlJtSKbzGOz_qaytl7YRVdDELVA_ERwOXpEodeeOJd9eOeIRY3e9_tEvm9YhjKKHZIc2YA3iTlSs/s400/IMG_0213aa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320092848541364578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlw8rM6WhuKU-8KiK7bwUmfkHTA0q7J7qmVYU0jGu8_j8fFjr3VxBTzT4af9p1ZN4SxRWwHRvjxKBoeeq0tXhfnW85aKMyX6Tg57okHVgUcJLOF72hCvZKpZeO3LrcU1-JmFBT39hdhEs/s1600-h/IMG_0048a.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-6VeSl2r3rr9ro12veG2x11e1c5uISeypfITK3U4w-ZrON1cRO8URVAUBPSx5kF_AF0REOVnkkiWZutz-OTSMBylPjgQok03ZFzCqvUQ_4MgOfZZWPu5Th5qKrxJ4PdzvNsuxkQNicyQ/s400/IMG_0081a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320092859003308194" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_2a07-F7jWoejPUDcRuOllsPxzXp74um6HnPT_HSuvLL3dsJt73cp4g_RLYhDzcLeWQ-VxjRv8-vgp8RhLekoUnBKkTfFYWK_YvzP4SEECHoWP2LWIJLSqt8gEb6wQ9I-xc5prg3Zv-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0063a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_2a07-F7jWoejPUDcRuOllsPxzXp74um6HnPT_HSuvLL3dsJt73cp4g_RLYhDzcLeWQ-VxjRv8-vgp8RhLekoUnBKkTfFYWK_YvzP4SEECHoWP2LWIJLSqt8gEb6wQ9I-xc5prg3Zv-Y/s400/IMG_0063a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320092853808063746" /></a><br />We're rapidly nearing the end of our time here in Alice Springs. After Easter we'll be back in Perth and this photographic dominated travel log will give way to painting I expect.<br /><br />This selection of photos were taken at Uluru (Ayres Rock) last weekend when we adventured the 1200km loop from Alice Springs to Uluru, Kata Tjuta, Kings Canyon and back to Alice via Hermannsburg.<br /><br />A warm up for the 3000km road trip next weekend.David Burgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07381162837513099079noreply@blogger.com9