This morning saw me snuggling under my possum wrap with a nice cuppa tea reading a random (left behind in the guesthouse – cos no one would really want to own it) book that I found on the bookcase waiting for the others to wake up in our pretty little rooms in the West Wing at Hurlstone. After a quick brekkie, we went for the obligatory drive down to Echo Point in Katoomba and did the obligatory oohs and ahhs at the pretty view over the mountains.
After that we took a stop at the Norman Lindsay Gallery, which was really quite interesting. I’m not normally one for water colours, and nor am I normally a fan of Australian art. But I have to admit, I found his work to have a certain appeal. Probably something to do with the mythyological inspired subject matter, and the nudity… gotta love a bit of gratuitous nudity in your art yeah? 🙂 I particularly liked this painting of Don Quixote, and nearly picked up a print of it… but prints of watercolours just don’t have the same luscious depth that the originals do.
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