As winter makes its way across the Tasmanian landscape, days are colder and overcast, the thick mist of the Bridgewater Gerry snakes along the Derwent River, some mornings visibility is nil. The grass is frosty spiderwebs are heavy with dew... perfect days for rugging up and going for a stroll.

I've been working on a series of small canvas mixed media paintings of my little muse venturing on her own through the winter landscape.