a question of framing

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A landscape is a series of named locales, a set of relational places linked by paths, movements and narratives. (Tilley '94 conclusion)

It's a long way from rural New South Wales to rural n/e France or more precisely the other way around but with the right light and a morning mist and possibly the squinting of eyes, a paddock with a haystack here could be there or there here. Though of course it would only be a trick of the mind and the light, the paddocks and the haystacks carry their own stories which would refuse to engage in such deception but they may be captured in their own elements, engaged in that moment of mist filled eye-squint, to mingle and enmesh with the viewers stories/ memories/ passages and possibly here or there or both be dabbed upon a canvas. Stolen from its place of Being, a haystack out of context with its reason. Later to travel the world, a representative of it's time, locale, people. (...)

A journey along a path can be claimed to be a paradigmatic cultural act, since it is following in the steps inscribed by others whose steps have worn a conduit for movement which becomes the correct or 'best way to go. There is usually a good reason for following in a particular direction linking places in a seri

This road has become one of my paths, travelled back and forth across my life, the journey integral and distinct from the departure or arrival. Part of the memory of me is the repetition of these scenes through different seasons, times of day, emotional states. Best travelled, like any long journey or memory, in the soft light, like early dawn when the edges are indistinct yet with a veneer of clarity over the whole vista. The course has changed a number of times with Bypasses built around towns and the remembering that went with them. Bridges forged across valleys and creeks, vaulting old moments of crossing. Crossing like a giant's footprint rather than winding into and out of a gully. Sometimes reduced to a uniformity of signposting of the just-over-there variety. The memory of that particular point of the journey; - so much time travelled, a certain distance covered, equals what remains to complete, is layered with a different view, a redrawing of real and mind maps, an altered sense of history. New experiential bridges or rock-walls to mark the passage, detours for a more direct route.

Tokyo, Japan to Giverny, France to Canberra, Australia. I am struck by the language of the landscapes that have spoken over the centuries and have even dared whisper to me on my morning mist drives through the countryside or through the low gold autumnal light that late in the afternoon plays through the turning foliage of a Japanese maple in my back garden.

almost certainly would have been aware of the inescapable cultural composition and context in his own work. The rural landscapes were human

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National Gallery, South Wales, It's Artist, Katsushika Hokusai, Mt Fuji, Canberra Australia, , Encyclopedia Britannica, becoming memory, tilley '94, morning mist,

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