Wedderburn is a small place, just out of Campbelltown west of Sydney. You would expect with the concentration of most of Australia’s best abstract artists that it would be a remarkable place. It’s not, it’s the bush and a gully and like most of the Australian landscape, scrappy gums,scrubby undergrowth and patchy pinkish rock. Beautiful but not exceptional. It’s the translation to art that makes it remarkable.
Elisabeth Cummings is the humble queen of the Wedderburn bush and her current exhibition at King Street Gallery is testament to her rights to that crown. Regular readers of my blog will know already of the influence of her work on mine. This exhibition has some truly notable pieces, especially Crossing the Gully and Small Billabong.
Looking at her work I am inspired to get back painting in oil and at the same time insecure in that I feel I would never be able to produce anything so exquisitely complete and complex.
Just down the road in Watters Gallery, David Hawkes also paints the Wedderburn Bush. Like Cummings, Hawkes takes the essence of that landscape and pours a rhythm of the bush into his work in slathers of paint. His 49 studies for a beautiful day seems to indicate every day is a beautiful day in Wedderburn.
A beautiful day in Sydney too.