Author: Jude Tulloch
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Heading home with a haul
5.30am. The ocean roars. Sand hurtles up the beach whipping against my calves. I quickly turn, heading north towards Marcus Creek, conscious of the sand streaming at dog eye level, propelled by a southerly. We walk, the dog and l, as is our custom on the firm sand at the waterline. I become aware of…
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Moods of Marcus Ready to Roll
The hard work of painting is done. All the fiddly details – framing, signing, varnishing, attaching D-rings and wire – completed. I’ve cleaned up my art room and painting space ready for the New Year. The wall is a great place to store works temporarily so I’ve created my own private gallery of some of…
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An Eye for a Frilled Neck Lizard
Just a pile of mulch: you have to have a good eye and some local knowledge to spot the lizard. If I didn’t know they lived around here, I would have passed by, seeing nothing more than a stick at the top of the mulch heap. Perhaps this is an offspring of the “owl companion…
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Scrub Turkey
Sometimes I like the immediacy of an unworked image that captures its subject quickly with a few strokes.
ART by Jude Tulloch 