It was often too windy in Glenorchy to set up the easel for oil painting. At times like these, paper and pencil in the lee of a big rock were a better choice. It was a fun challenge to draw the wind, since it has no image, but can only be perceived by its action on things and its sound. These small sketches have become paintings.
The following detail gives some sense of the surface of these pictures. The dark blue areas are thinly painted and the white, negative space is applied thickly and textured.