This is an update on my blog post yesterday. Our friend has identified the artist we met yesterday as John Rice. I discovered his facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/johnriceart/ and was thrilled to find he had put up a photo of his painting yesterday, so I have re-produced it here for you to see. John is an energetic outdoor painter and enjoys painting landscape from life "en plein air" and makes regular painting trips around the countryside. He also conducts regular workshops.
After leaving the Lookout yesterday we drove back along the bumpy road, negotiating the potholes very carefully, until we reached the bitumen and proceeded into the residential section of Yellow Rock. We drove down Illingworth Street until we came to a little park. We parked the car in the street and proceeded to walk into the Park. We had been to this place before and we wanted to check out the mosaic wall again and make sure it was still intact.
Here is the painting Ken saw as John Rice was preparing to pack up and leave. I was not able to walk down to the spot where John Rice was painting, but I did see the painting when we spoke to him on his walk back to his car.
And here is the painting that John Rice put up on his facebook page today. As you can see it is exactly just as we saw it yesterday. He has not yet added any further colour to it.
Here is part of the mosaic wall in the little playground park in Yellow Rock. I like the Black Cockatoos. I believe there are Black Cockatoos in the area, but I have not yet seen any in real life. Plenty of Kookaburras, King Parrots and Rainbow Lorikeets, of course. There is even a little possum up in the left-hand corner!
This is a little tile path of stepping stones that takes you through a bush garden and leads to the mosaic wall at the back of the Park.
Different animals were stencilled on to the concrete path. I liked this one of a Kangaroo. There was also an Elephant, Lion, rabbit, cat and cockatoo and probably others that I missed!
We had wanted to see some Wattle blooming and found this little bush by the side of the road. We were a bit disappointed at the poor displays of Wattle. Maybe, it is still a bit early for them to be out. Another week or two and there should be plenty. It reminded me of a song my dad used to sing when I was a child and later when I was in choir we also sang this song. It is called "The Wattle Song" written by Warren Fahey.
"The bush was grey a week today,
Olive green and brown and grey,
But now it's changing all the way,
With blossoms for the wattle.
It seems to be a fairy tree,
Dancing to a melody,
Sing a little song to me,
The graceful, swaying wattle."