"A Sound Like Rain' 2024 A new way to Celebrate the Australian Landscape is coming.

"Kathmandu Taxi' is due for release in August this year (New Fictional Story) But is it true?

Don Hill. All Rights Reserved 2024

About Don Hill:
Don's Art is Visually Descriptive and is associated with particular episodes in his life and many travels.
He is an Australian based Multi Disciplinary Practice as well as a Creative Director.
He has had a love of Art all his life from early childhood and been involved with many notables and projects over this time in Australia, United Kingdom, New Zealand, Japan and Thailand.
Since 2017 Don has written and self published Nine Books about his art practice with the Fictional Title "Kathmandu Taxi' just registered. Don is also writing a new story concurrent with a showing of works with the title "A Sound Like Rain".
All paper products that he  uses to publish his books are ISO FSC certified and are a renewable and recyclable resource.  He is critically aware of zero environmental harm and preserving what is left. "All the books I publish still contain the Carbon that was produced in their manufacture as opposed to what we are viewing on our computer screens.'
"All my publications come from plantation timber and I am looking forward to the day that we are using Cannabis as a substitute for timber paper products.'

Don held his first Solo Exhibition in Brisbane in 2000.

Fresh works are coming to A Sound Like Rain. Artwork Titles, Exhibition and Book launch dates will be announced soon. More new works will arrive soon.

                           "Study for "Pool Reflections' at the Boulders. Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 41 x 41cm 2024.  A Sound Like Rain Series and Book

"Study for "Pool Reflections' at the Boulders Number 2. Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 41 x 41cm 2024.  A Sound Like Rain Series and Book

 A Sound Like Rain
is coming into the light.
A new way to Celebrate the Australian Landscape.
Not Obvious at first Glance or viewed at a Distance.
2024 / 2025 ISBN Registered Catalogue / Book available late 2024

Detail from a "Pool' Study. Oil and Acrylic paint with Gold Leaf on board.

 A Sound Like Rain Overview and Foreword

When I came to start these works and writings I had no idea of where to start except the fact I could look at the image of Queen Elizabeth on my wall and feel inspired. She always encouraged me.
Art and writing is not an easy pilgrimage although when ideas, words and paint start to flow in the congenial direction it is difficult to halt the process and take a rest. So you may find yourself looking up to the clock at one or two in the morning and wonder how you arrived at that point. You and me are different as we have lived different lives with different outcomes that never collide. I am not of the mortal and moral courage to lay back because of the places I have been in my life, some good, some bad, some threatening, some desperate, some sad although there were happy times in between. I have survived all these years dressed in a coat of a loner, vagabond and tramp. I used to think Art was easy in the fact I could paint a portrait or still life and feel happy with it as I thought people would like it and relate to it. Now it is different as I like to write it's story along the way to explain the purpose of the paint as well as the pen.
Please read on and discover my story of the Babinda Boulders, Bartle Frere  and Far North Queensland.

Don Hill 2024

 In the Beginning (A Sound Like Rain 2024)
 Day One
The Turquoise sky had fallen in and down to Earth melting like butter into the depths of the forest pools. Green tree ants ran wild up and down lianas to known and unknown destinations hunting food for their tribe. They had a history and could make use of any scraps that were left in the green verge and turbulence of leaves and vine. Writing their own script and future Anywhere, Anytime, wherever and whenever they wanted. Vibrating with life and being. Further down reptiles moved upstream further and further as they had no predator or fear anymore just the hunger for territory, survival and sustenance. The arteries of the rainforest hum to the sound of the Riflebird as it displays a notice and muse to a new mate and the sound of Cassowary walking on. Day flying moths flew to the call of the boulders while Ornithoptera displayed size and beauty a thousand times more than what was required and sought in this green mixture of life and abundance and stated that Priamus was King and Queen. So this is what this place is. An encounter, a mixture of green colour and uncluttered noise. This is what this place is.
The snake makes a stretch along the tree as if to be a branch then slides effortlessly upward to find a fresh egg or something else to eat. Its glistening armor sparkles rainbows in the speckled light of the rainforest. God lives here or maybe God doesn't. It doesn't matter how it manifests itself as all that counts is that it manifests and conquers with its beauty and surprise.
The turbulence of sound, running, crashing water and the rustle of the leaf completes the poetry of noise. A noise that only Nature can make.
Once out of the blue the Paradise Kingfisher swoops down to the lower canopy with it white tail dipping earthward the fluttering wings prods the leaves into a rhythmic almost operatic movement. Leaning forward there were strange sounds in the forest and also footprints in the mud.
Footprints in the Mud
The day at the pools continues with carloads arriving for their swimming lessons to hear the call of the princess beckoning them to join her at their leisure forever.

"At the Boulders.' "Figure in Landscape.' Oil, Acrylic Paint and Leaf on Box Board Frame. 81 x 61cm. 2023 SOLD

Two Days Later
The heat of January was too much, oppressive and overwhelming. Ulysses danced in the sky black, blue, black, blue black, blue, black blue while the sound of the falls grew louder to the rush from the previous nights downpour. The Zodiac moths started early their metallic wings frantic to keep themselves cool. Some might think this was paradise. Others Hell because of the heat. The Coral spawn now covered the sea with its oily drift on and forward far out to the outer reef. This as well as the rain offered life renewal in a world of turmoil and change.There were noises in the forest as I trod along an unknown path to an uncertain destiny. Ulysses still danced in the sky but the forest mood had changed to a degree of uncertainty. Still hot still unconcerned. Concerned that I did not walk in front of a Cassowary with chicks or step on a venomous snake. The mountain track was steep without compromise and my breath drew deeper as I went along and forever upwards to Bartle Frere. Lianas were grabbing at my ankles and tearing them bit by bit but I continued as I knew this would make me stronger like the forest inhabitants. Well away from the Devils Pool the grade became steeper, more slippery and wetter in the Wet Tropics. My boots were now becoming loose and damp. Someone told me that when you start to see the Tropical Rhododendron you would be very close to the summit. The wilderness was wilderness and uncomfortable with blood and sweat.

Day Three
The Sun sank behind the trees at the West of the beach as Starfish made tracks and circles in the sand. The Triton hunted them when daylight stirred and started to dim. Hammerhead was now on top of the Apex game just observing, cruising alone and along in his Grey suit. This is how we are. Alone
The pools start to call once more as the Darkness comes to the Oasis.
Today it was not Ulysses that danced in the sky although Ornithoptera flew onward and fluttered by in Metallic Green and Brown coats. My name is Birdwing it sang as it did. It was now the Sun high above my head that danced as I had thoughts of the clear blue and its freshness with a giant stride and bubbles exiting from my aqualung as I sank down into the depths of the Coral Sea. Just dreaming. Just dreaming as the Fish buzz filled my ears to the hiss of the BCD.
This time I had set out early to reach the top of the peak before the heat came.
As usual I was lost as I had been so many times in the past.
It was as if Genesis had been reborn and came to visit me on this Earth in a dream as I walked further into the lush green of the Wet Tropics. Further away from the Pool of Souls where the princess waits for those she calls and beckons to join her forever. Who will be next? Who will wear the Number 22?

I stumbled on heroically trying to keep composed even though my legs were bleeding from the attacks of leeches and lianas. I still went forward. Luckily I brought treatment for those injuries although not for the ones in my heart.

 Pool. Digital Print on Archival print paper 61 x 33 Limited Edition Signed and Numbered 2024. Available

                                            Number 22. Digital Print on Archival print paper 61 x 33 Limited Edition Signed and Numbered 2024. Available.

The Yin and Yang In Between 
One day at a time came and left as the moisture departed from the massive stones forming eddies of mist in the sunlit morning sky.
A zodiac moth fell from the sky landing abruptly on one of the massive granite stones.
No movement at all as death had arrived without warning.
Death it was as its journey and cycle of life had ended and once again it would become a part of the Earth.
Within moments its lifeless body was found by a travelling Green Ant on the hunt for food, then another and another arrived until its departed shell was crawling with them and being cut up and carried away to feed the nest high in the trees.
Life came and Life had gone.
Life arrived and Life departed.
Life on this Earth cannot last forever.
It had come and now it had left, yet the remnant that remained was still useful.
This morning the pool was heaving and calling from the previous nights rain.
It was as if the Princess was lonely again and needed another partner to join her at the Devils Pool.
Sun flickered through the trees.
Was she standing watching among the trees or standing by the pool with her back turned waiting for her next partner?
The white vale of her dress turning grey then blue, fading and reappearing in the mist as if to beckon even though her face was unknown as her back was always turned.
What did her face look like?

              Among the Stones  Detail. Oil and Acrylic Paint, Silver and Gold Leaf  on sized Ply Board 80 x 60cm

Day Four

The day started the same as any other day with me wearing my smile in the correct upright position and being positive about reaching my objective.
The top of this mountain.
My injuries had started to heal even with the overnight rain coming down on my Denali one person. It was hard to sleep with continual noises all around in the Alpine surrounds.
Breaking branches, footsteps in the dark and night animal noises.
Whatever the noises were I had no need to know.
Obviously I was near or about to enter the 5000 foot mark on the mountain.
Most people reach this Mile High Club by flying.
All of this was on foot.
Through the spaces in the branches and leaves I could spy and make out the distant seascape of the Reef so far away and yet so close.
From the top the view is much more panoramic.
Its patterned coral outline something else and noted for further reference.
Occasionally there would be the sound of a passenger jet flying overhead.
Other than this it was just the sounds of the jungle singing the song it had sung for thousands of years.

"Moonlit figure at the Boulders' Gold and Silver Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 81 x 81cm 2024 From a Sound Like Rain.

Day Five

A Tree Limb drew my attention but I couldn't figure out why.
Then it started to move.
It was a python of the large kind moving vertically up the tree trunk.
Everything was big here even the snakes.
There was also small and micro.
Being the best dressed in the jungle was never a priority as you would always come out looking the same and maybe with a Scrub Tick hanging off you temple or somewhere else.
The important thing was to keep going as you were never sure of what was going to happen next especially with the atmosphere as this was always changing up here in the far North.
Weather reports were an assurance of some certainty but never one hundred percent accurate so the earlier you set off the better it would be to avoid an unlucky encounter with nature and its obstacles.

"Reflections' at the Boulders. Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 81 x 81cm 2024.  A Sound Like Rain Series and Book

Jingles in the Jungle
Being familiar with the advertising fraternity there were always tunes popping into my head.
Although I could not remember most of them it was opportune to write this stuff down immediately and possibly record it for future use at some point in time in your studio as sometimes one might be useful. Not that I had any ambitions to follow Morris and Johnston it was just an interesting ploy and play on life that we as creatives can conceive and bring to life in a mundane world.
So when I was walking through the sticks sometimes a tune would appear in my creative head space.
Don't know where from as it just happens.
If you don't record or write it you loose it almost immediately.
Once in a while in my imagination and reimagination a Song and Dance team would accompany me in my sojourn through the forest. The more the merrier although no one was there. This broke the monotonous step by step walking if you could have songs singing in your head. Once I had taken a side trip to Elabana Falls at the Green Mountains. The rush of the water was so loud you could not hear yourself think but the music kept playing and creating it's own syllabus.

                      "Moonlit figure at the Boulders' Gold and Silver Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 81 x 81cm 2024 From a Sound Like Rain.                        

Day Six (a time to run)
It looked like a storm was on the Summer horizon in the East with the possibility of a Tropical Low forming in the Coral Sea.
It was now time to descend the summit and head South before turmoil was unleashed.
All that is paradise can be undone.
This can happen in seconds and minutes.
There is however renewal at the end.
The path of previous storms still visible in the lush green with groups of trees stripped bare like reeds in a pond.
Their grey trunks still standing as a testament to the past and nature's fury.
An urgency started to spring from the Cicada noise as there was a movement in the air and a feeling of impending doom.
Cumulus Nimbus was coming forth and upright, its billowing white and grey puffs stretching up to the Stratosphere.
The Coral Sea was once again brewing its teapot unbeknown to the human counterparts who thought they were smarter than the rain forest incumbents and inhabitants.

                                      "Mountain Top Study' Oil, Acrylic and Gold leaf on Marine Board 50 x 50 cm
Happiness at Last
The rain clouds penetrated deep into the mountain side making the walking harder and harder. Slipping was a concern in that if one broke a leg who would come to look for you especially if you didnt let anyone know where you were going. As a human I was nothing special just skin and bone with some meat in between. I had proved this many times but I just had to keep going regardless of how hard the rain became. Further on I could see some sunlight and comfort at the end in about 300 metres which meant that I could dry out and take some rest. Stepping over Lianas in the wet were not the most ideal result that you could wish for but there was no other choice. I was still energetic and I felt that soon I would be taking a long trip overseas possibly back to Nepal. I remembered that one of my previous encounters had moved to Gangtok in Sikkim and had a baby. Being a smoker she looked tired and worn out when I saw he last on an Insta page. On this trip was the princess of the pools still travelling with me and guiding me with her hand hopefully to join her?

The Seventh Day
I sat at Murdering Point tending to my wounds with a combination of Sodium Hyper chloride and antiseptic creams. The Sun beat down upon my weary head without mercy as blood seeped from the wounds in my legs. I was on my way back to Feluga to my shed and shelter finally. I missed her so much in the previous days only having the comfort of a Denali one person tent. My mission to the mountain and pools was over. Well for now and in the next couple of days, almost. I had made it to the summit and beyond. The tramping noises in the night rainforest made it impossible to sleep but by early morning I slipped into unconsciousness and into the bliss of nothingness. I remembered this before there was anything. Before my time began. I still missed my allotment at El Arish its beautiful eight acres overlooking the valley and down to Jackson Road. One of the most popular roads near Tully. Today I was reluctant to venture forward to see anything anymore as I needed rest. As for Jackson Road it was really busy as there was an attraction in this Cul-de-sac for those who had a need from something more exotic than Trekking.

"Reflections' at the Boulders (Detail). Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 81 x 81cm 2024.  A Sound Like Rain Series and Book

"The Bend in Time 1'. At the Chute. Digital Print on Archival print paper 61 x 33 Limited Edition Signed and Numbered 2024. Available.

"The Bend in Time 2'. At the Devil's Pool. Digital Print on Archival print paper 61 x 33 Limited Edition Signed and Numbered 2024. Available. 

The drawings above describe the "Bend in Time' at the pools of the Boulders and show the Figure (Oolana) or whatever it is welcoming the new arrivals to her abode. There are three pools which the Legend revolves around and these are "The Washing Machine'. "The Chute' and the "Devil's Pool'. Overall to date there has been 21 known drowning deaths in recent times of young males with one female fatality. The Warning signs are Omni Present and cannot be missed but individuals still cross over the fence line and sometimes bath in the pools.  This practice is highly dangerous and if you are dragged under there is no chance of saving yourself.  On occasions one slip will be fatal with rescue not possible only recovery. When you walk the tracks of the Rain Forest here there is a persistent presence.

Shack of Creation
January was sweltering with so few options in the Far North. 
I could be out fishing or diving on the reef.
Fishing for a Trout or Spanish Mackerel but the better option would be for me to go back up North to Chiang Mai or spend part of the season in the English Winter. 
I still had friends and connections in Thailand with my Academic friends. 
In the UK there were some that would be happy to see me and maybe put me up for a couple of days or just make the crawl to the Belsize Tavern for old times sake and a John Courage just to get pissed one last time. 
There was also Lacksey daisy at the Maidenhead Pub and memories of the past which was once the hang out of the old boys just moving Down the Dust pipe.
Carl was now So far away. Carl had actually passed away in 2017 unable to write or even play music anymore even though he had such a great history of moving from the bush to London and beyond writing songs for himself and others.  When I heard the news of his passing I was so sad. 
Life goes on most of the time.
Today it was sweet being back in my little hideaway way up in the Far North Tropics of Queensland away from the background noise of Brisbane town and everyone else.  I had a vibe to start painting again after my visit to the pools and Bartle Frere.  My mood was refreshed as I looked at my hands as the tool of the next creation.  Why f around with a brush when your hands could do better. They bring us back to our origins when we were in the caves,  The cuts and bruises were healing fast.  Sometimes I wondered how I kept going.  I just did, as this is what I had always done in the several incantations of my current life.  I had been almost everywhere on the planet except Melbourne and New York not trying to convince myself that this is how it is done but convince myself to keep going regardless of the background.  I still had a strong belief in myself and an urge to get to my destination regardless of everything that was happening.   Black Sabbath was rattling "Into the Void'   at the big shed with their final concert in Birmingham in 2017, as I  had bought the biggest surround sound I could find in Northern Australia.    I reached into the drawer for more Gold Leaf and see what acrylics were left. 
I had run out this night so I would have to send an order to the Art Shed in West End for more. Interestingly I happened on a pack of Silver which I did not really pursue or use but it would be vital to some of the works that swam in my thoughts, head and dreams.  I could see the Zodiacs in front of my face playing as well as Priamus pursuing his female target.  He was the great seducer of the insect world.  Green and Black made his wanderings more lustful to the Brown of the female counterpart.

"Reflections' at the Boulders (Detail). Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 81 x 81cm 2024.  A Sound Like Rain Series and Book

The Oasis
As time past I came to the realization that I was living in the Oasis and the rest of the world had become and became a desert of idle doubt, hate and unremorseful thoughtless agendas.
The more I thought about this the more the idea became truth.
I was far away from the Southern crowd and finally doing my own thing without restraint and human interference.
This had proved and begun my release from Urban Sprawl.
Somewhere in my psyche I was free at last in my last ditch to be me away from the mass dictatorship of constant upheaval and power struggles.
I had once again found somewhere to call home without a Litmus Test from anyone.
The next day I was on the water again with the new 17 Foot tinny heading out to the reef to catch some much needed sustenance.
There was a game plan and that was to find and navigate one of the Wonky Holes where the fresh water springs pop up into the salt water.
This is where the fish would be and feeding.
As I moved along doing about 30 knots the outboard on the back sounded like it was actually idling as there was much more it could do at the click of the throttle.
I set my sights on going southward to the Barnard Islands and Lindquist Reef for Brunch and then find some territory that wasn't fished too often.
I had finally made it to John Coburn territory and my age no longer mattered, just my health.

                                     "Mountain Top Study' Detail. Oil, Acrylic and Gold leaf on Marine Board 50 x 50 cm 

My Paint Box sat idle on the sideboard cupboard as I could not bring myself to paint anything anymore at present.  My energy was spent and even though I had not created many works this time these were enough to progress to the next stage whatever that was and whenever it would happen.  The energy of the rainforest was still present in my mind and I had seen many things some good and some not so good.  That adventure had come to an end for the time being. I had an urge to go diving again in the Coral Sea in the underwater rainforest so I started to get my BCD and Regs ready for that next step into the Abyss. Wall dives on the edge of the Shelf held some promise as the vis was always 30 metres plus sometimes 70 metres. Encounters here were usually big and tangible with the likely hood that a tiger might drift up from the depths to investigate who came splashing into their domain.

                                              "Reef Fishin' Detail. Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 50x 50cm 2023. A Sound Like Rain series 2024  

Extract from A Sound Like Rain 2024.   Release date to be announced.

             "Depth of Presence' Reflection looking up' Detail. Gold and Silver Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 61 x 61cm 2023. A Sound Like Rain 2024 

                 "Reflection at the Boulders ' Detail. Gold and Silver Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 83 x 83cm 2023. A Sound Like Rain 2024 

                   "Tropical Low ' Gold, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 145 x 70cm 2024 From a Sound Like Rain.          

Another Morning after the Previous one. 

The swelter of the Northern Winter had now passed and it was a relief to be heading back to the coolness of Summer again with my tinny heading out to the reef for a fishing adventure. Banfield would have been impressed although he could fish from the beach and always catch something he would still be impressed with the might of a powerboat. I had the memory of the pool which still lingered with me as the Princess was still calling her next Guest to stay with her. God could not be involved in this folly and had no place or plan here. No involvement of God was warranted as the warnings at the pools were omnipresent but meant nothing to anyone if the fence was crossed on the exit to oblivion. Jumping from the rock Big Jack won't necessarily let you come back as when you enter this area the hand of death is on you to guide you through the chute then to the Washing Machine. Overall I just stuck with the Zodiac moths and the sound of Mother Nature so I could feel safe but the hand of the Princess was always there to welcome a new stayer in this place. Frolic if you prefer but don't slip as this could be the last step you make in this life.

                                                                                  Heading North 2023

 “Dreaming of Shambahla' Detail. Acrylic and Oil Paint, with Gold Leaf on Wood Box Board Base. 81 x 61cm 2023 Available

Extract from the Heading North Book ISBN 979-8-89184-849-8

The Tinny glided across the glassy water towards Dunk crossing the pond.
A morning so calm and clear was worth a Toby Lure out the back of the boat for good measure just to see if anything was around.
It was now warming up.
On this particular day I headed down towards the Hull River keeping close to the shore until I came across the grey cliffs that dive into the sea like the back of the Dragon.
No stopping in this area as the salties are big as well as active and hungry.They are the Dragons in this time and age.I made the left turn back towards Dunk with an idea I might head towards Bedarra.
Thoughts and Visions of John Coburn and his art burned in my head as the boat bobbed up and down on the non existent waves.
I could almost hear Norman Lindsay writing and narrating this story so many years ago.
I had a copy of his book published in the 1930's and not being able to find it in Australia
I purchased it from a bookstore down in Kentish Town the last time I was in old London.
Coburn’s tapestries and geometric compositions played with my aquatic libido and I realised how great he was.
Years earlier I had swum around the Peer at Dunk alone as well as up and down the point.
Nothing happened.
Something that would never be attempted again as the water is murky and you don't know what is eyeing you off.
The resort was now gone on the island as the last cyclone smashed it to pieces.
There was two metres plus of sand through the resort and structures with no hope of resurrecting it at all as it had to be demolished.
It used to be beautiful and you could walk through the resort without question eyeing off the food which was laid
out on Mahogany tables stretched around the inside perimeter.
This was very different to the Sands of Kooringal.

                                    "Out of Darkness' Detail. Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 160 x 120 cm 2023. Two Panel Piece. Available

                                            "Out of Darkness' Detail. Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 160 x 120 cm 2023. Two Panel Piece. Available

"Heading North' ISBN 979-8-89184-849-8 (Released 1st of November 2023)

The opening was held at The London Offices 30 Florence Street Teneriffe. "The Florence Street Space' in Teneriffe Brisbane.
A beautifully crafted edition including photographs of multiple paintings that celebrate his story. It's about adventure in Croc Infested waters in Far North Queensland. The book is descriptive of Don Hill's journeys in a Ten Foot tinny in open sea in and around Dunk Island as well as containing an extract of his fictional book. "16 Belsize Crescent' describing the adventures of his alter ego character Owen Stanley. His near swamping between Mission Beach and Bedarra island in the early millennium and the harrowing journey back to dry land.

Once again I fell under the spell of the “Island of Dreams’ Shambhala.
The journey, this one had taken me two days with delays including weather and getting the old Evinrude Motor serviced.
It was a great motor and always ran despite circumstances.
I was mobile again on the glassy sea. It was glassy so far until the next call of the Sea Bitch.
Dunk always looked easy until you started the crossing especially in an old boat.
This time I made sure I had enough inflatable foam encased at each end of the boat in the event I got swamped as this vehicle was of the old style and could easily sink.
So I could bail before the inevitable.
The life jackets were yellow so therefore the prime colour that Sharks were interested in although it was the only colour I and anyone else could get.
I remembered the good old days when I could ply the Noosa River up and down in safety and catch a Flathead or two.
This was a lot different.
It was the open sea in a tiny Ten Foot Tinny.
If I took the seat out of the front my ship would plane across the water at speed but if I left it in it would plough on.
What should I do?
There were always questions and not many answers.
Finally I had arrived.
This was now the “Night Anchorage at the Island of Dreams’. Banfield’s hideaway and mine.

                                          "Line of a Tropical Shore' Detail. Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 160 x 120 cm 2023 Available

                                    "Once there was Sclerophyll' Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 40 x 40 cm 2023 Sold

                                  "The Floating Land' Gold Leaf, Oil and Acrylic paint on box board stretcher 80 x 60 cm 2023 SOLD

Interview with Nittaya Inphirut July 2023
Don Hill is Heading North

"I see that you have an interest in certain types of Music.'
"Yes there is music and there is music which I listen to from time to time but most of it is one of my passing fads.' " I have quite a collection if you are interested.'
"Does it have an influence in your art.
'"Yes and no.' "Yes because it was conceived out of thin air and no because it may eventually become boring to listen to.' " The same as Art becomes as you have your moments where something took place and then you may try to replicate it but this doesn't work or it works for a while until you become bored and cant look at it anymore.' "It becomes past tense and no longer interesting.'
"This is the time in the Lull or Doldrum of life when you know you need to move forward but you don't know how to.'
"This is when the depression sets in so once again you dig yourself out of the hole and try to move forward without trying.' " When I work if the neighbors are fine and the music is loud while I am working, I like it as it speaks a lot to me about life and who we are.'
"What do you mean by who we are.'
"Well it is simple I just drift alone with the currents that are coming out of the speakers. It helps to have this distraction when I am working.' "A Kind of mediative approach so as not to be so attentive on the canvas or board.'
"So you do paint on canvas.'
"Used to.'
"It's so unnecessary and we have better alternatives than this stuff.' "Obviously Belgium Linen is the preferred substrate but highly expensive.' "I prefer something more solid than a spongy surface like canvas so when you attach this stuff to a board and you don't get it right you get all sorts of things happening which keep telling you not to use this material again. It looks better on a sailing boat than in a frame.'
"Lets continue.'
"What is Heading North about.'
"How did it come about.' "Ok'
"Originally a few years back I published "Changing Perspectives' which I thought was quite nice but it left gaps that couldn't be filled at that time and then after I finished my latest book this year.'
"The Art of Don Hill.'
"I had a bit of a break and in the meantime I started writing again and the script started to manifest itself inside my consciousness.'
"I had quite a few experiences in North Queensland and mixed with an undercurrent of normal existence in those times you learn a lot of things and people tell you about their experiences.' "At that time I would just shut up and let someone else do the talking so this is how I know these stories about the experiences of others and can piece them together.
"So Heading North is a story I have written obviously about my Art Practice but of which I was hoping to break the mold with this time as I have started to have and need to have a break from in depth articles about art I thought I would write a story about actually heading North instead of descriptive words about art.'
"So this is a Story?'
"Yes of course.' "It's my Story.'
"Ok. Please continue.'
"Its difficult sometimes to describe things.'
"Heading North is about real Life experiences and my journey through life.'
"The part about Doug in the book which is just one chapter out of many of an unpublished script is just a small part of what is coming as there is more that I have written and I can do.'
"I included this as I thought it was a little bit funny in a comical way even though it may not be acceptable in mainstream culture.' "Doug and Jack really existed maybe not with the same names but what happened up there was true and the whole line of this story is based on fact although there have been additions to it on the way.'
"Everything in there really happened.'
"Who is Owen Stanley?'
"Ah Owen is my alter ego and the main character in the script.'
"What do you mean about mainstream?'
"With mainstream we are starting to lose our soul as we have to decipher everything to see if something is acceptable by our contemporaries or society.' "This sort of stuff really sucks as it is not really what or who we are.'
"Obviously some things need to be questioned but I think the thing that needs to be ascertained and questioned is our Cancel Culture mentality which is run by a minority of individuals who describe themselves as professionals and even though they may have a PHD they do not know anything about real life or care about it.'
"Ok. I think we need to get back to the real interview.'
"So can you describe for me what you are trying to do with Heading North.'
"Obviously trying to bring it to the masses although today we have Lethargy about everything except our mobile and electronic slackness.' "Visual Art may start to slow with electronic visual art taking over but you cannot replace Vincent or Claude and others with pretty lights.'
"You can try but it is not permanent as there is nothing like the real thing. This goes for the impressionists, as well as all of the practitioners from the twentieth century who are no longer around.
"I remember taking many trips to the Tate in the seventies to view Vincent and the others. Two struck me the most and these were Paul Gauguin and Pierre Bonnard.' "They were visually important in my life.'
"And Today?'
"They still hold the same currency and have not diminished. I still love their works.'
"What about you and Frank De Silva.'
"You talk a lot about Frank.'
"Yes I loved frank.'
"He was a mentor to me.'
"We would go on field trips to Boonah and Sketch landscapes then get pissed together at the Harrisville Hotel. "Frank was a great artist as he could pull a composition from anywhere.' "Well almost.' "When I heard he had died in a traffic accident I was devastated.'
"Then there was Arthur Evan Read?'
"Arthur encouraged me to go to Europe and make my own way in life.' "He was a brilliant artist and also the spitting image of the Archbishop of Canterbury.'
"And even though he was an atheist people would come up to him and greet him as "Your Worship'.
"One last question.' "Okay.' "Why do you continually were Sunnies.?' "Oh that.'
"I have an Eye condition and have been advised to wear Dark glasses day and night.' "I have had ongoing treatment for this condition for the past two years with some positive and some not so good results .' "The general treatment is very painful and I cannot drive or do much after I have had it."

Nittaya Inphirut Master of Arts

“Floating Palms at Flying Fish Point' Acrylic and Oil Paint, with Gold Leaf on Banana Fibre on Wood Box Board Base. 81 x 61cm 2023 Available

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Extract from "Kathmandu Taxi'  ISBN 979-8-89443-911-2  Release Date September 2024 (Fiction) But is it True?
All text and Images are copyright and the property of Don Hill. No text or images may be copied or used without the express permission of Don Hill. Copyright 2024.
Any references to people living or deceased is only coincidental.

The Soul in Me Bows to the Soul in You

The Basantapur Sun pours down its translucent beauty 
trying to warm the sodden cold earth that is Kathmandu.
It has been raining and the Sun is now starting to come out 
of hiding.  
The light and wet streets make this polluted city clean again 
and it is if there is a freshness in the air instead of the smell of 
things burning. 
Manisha sits and waits at the market place for tourists 
to arrive at her stall. 
Since the days of chaos and killing this has become 
harder to achieve as tourists have been warned away and not 
to travel to Nepal by their respective governments 
as there have been many murders, robberies and rape. 
A hard life made even harder. 
Freak street is no longer the trendy part of the Hippy 
Trail it once was. 
Kathmandu has multiple warnings in place.
All tourists now except for the ones that keep coming 
back go to Thamel. 
Freak Street is just a Hash memory of the past 
and is no longer trendy.
The most dangerous things in Kathmandu are the motor bikes
as they dodge through the crowds of walking people without 
They feel they have some sort of right of way as compared to  
Even in Thamel wheel stands rule the roads and footpaths.  
The Sadhu gather in Dubar Square with their 
bags of snakes, tins  and lumps of Hash and their adornment  
of images of Bob Marley hanging from their bags and garments
Bob is King and also God. 
Owen arrives there impressed by the lack of Europeans and other 
He is glad Thamel is the habitat of tourists now. 
Owen wants to see the real Nepal not a make believe Disney one. 
Manisha looks in his direction from the back of her market stall. 
Owen tries to avoid her eyes but can’t.
There is a connection. 
Her wide forehead is filled with brains and intelligence. 
Owen walks around the square being harassed by 
a desperate local stall keepers who are selling nothing to 
no one. 
Once again he is a target. 
Even if he looked slightly European he would still 
be their target. 
They touch his blond hair for good luck and look at him as 
if he is a god and a possible savior. 
Today he is not in the mood of saving anyone as he has a 
hang over from overuse of beer and the lump of heads 
the boys at the record shop got for him. 
Last night he rolled a joint and had two puffs then sat back 
and waited for the effect. 
The rest he threw out of the window of the hotel as this gear was 
no longer legal in Nepal even though it grew wild everywhere. 
It was also pretty strong so the effect came on very quickly. 
He accidentally on purpose arrives at Manisha’s stall after 
being harassed to buy a carved elephant by a persistent stall
Was it really an accident?  
All the time her eyes have followed his walk 
around the square. 
And finally he is here.
She knew he would come to meet her as if it had been part of 
their destiny. 
He looks at her fine features and she looks back at 
him through the veil of life and time. 
There is a question on her face. 
There is a question on his. 
In his mind he asks himself. Is she the one? 
Owen tries to look at the items on the stall 
but keeps sneaking peeks at her face, lips and her eyes. 
He finally speaks 
"It's a beautiful day isn't it? in a slightly 
English sounding voice. 
He doesn't expect an answer but one arrives. 
"Yes it is not so bad except I am very cold." 
"Your English is very nice." 
"Tell me." 

Copyright Don Hill 2024

Interview with Bronwyn Holm about Kathmandu Taxi 2024

Tell me about Kathmandu Taxi.

Yeah sure.

I wrote the first very brief draft in 2008 after my second visit to Nepal but it obviously
needed a tidy up and a haircut.
I am happy with it now.

What is it about?

It is about adventure and encounters with other cultures with the main character
being a chap called Owen Stanley.

What is Owen like?

He has spent the last few years in the UK working at anything he can get an
income from and at long last he has enough money to go travelling further

Where does he go?

He has this dream of traveling to India to buy a Sitar, learn to play it properly
and meet his idol Ravi Shankar but he is disillusioned when he arrives as the vibe of the
Sub Continent does not suit him and Ravi is actually living in England and
California by that time and is very old.
He finally gets to Nepal but realizes that Kathmandu even though it was one of
the main Hippy trails of the early 60s and 70s has totally changed.
So what happens next in his story?
Nepal has really changed and it is not the same and welcoming as it used to be.
In fact it is highly dangerous for locals, foriegners as well as men and women
He arrives in Nepal in the middle of the Civil War with the Marxists which is a
little bit daunting but he realizes that if he does not take the risk or chance he
might as well have stayed in England out at Ascot in the safety of Tittenhurst
He prefers to meet and converse with locals instead of people from Europe and
his own country as they could influence his thought.
He couldn't be happier to get away from this crowd although he has made many
friends along the way.
The locals know how to get around and also converse and get out of most
Especially people carrying guns.
Obviously he meets women who help him and become his guide and sometimes
he falls in love with them and even though it may seem like brief encounters he
still continues to be in contact with them even after he leaves as he does still love them.
You know money doesn't last forever.
One girl in particular has taken his fancy.
She convinces him to travel back to India and go to Darjeelling and Gangtok
which she says will adjust his negative thoughts about the sub continent. He
asks her to go with him but she refuses as she has to look after her mother's stall in Dubar
Square in Basantapur.
He travels to Darjeeling which he loves and this is the start of a new journey of
finding out about himself.
His true inner self.
There is in no need for mediation on top of a mountain or finding a Guru to help
him discover the truth.
Only him. Only Owen can do this. Although he still meets up with locals.
Finally he becomes self aware of who he really is even through the haze of alternative practices
and finds reality and not just a fake world that predominates human society and is structured by money and greed.
He realizes that humans are here for a higher cause, not just being involved in useless controlling ideology that is put upon them by those in high places.
It is still a Cast system whether it is in India or everywhere else around the world.

Yes go on.

On his journey he doesn't take any friends with him as he does not want to
influenced by anyone into their pack mentality or preconcieved ideas about different places.
He just wants to experience what it is like traveling alone in a places where he will see few Westerners.
One day he might even get married to that girl in Kathmandu but he loves his
freedom more than marriage.
The girls that he meets love him but also hate him at the same time knowing that
they could not convince him to marry them and he will depart and probably
never come back even if he says he will.
So this is his adventure during a time of Civil unrest with a lot of risk and
pressure on the local population.
It's a story about his encounters at the Roof of the World.

And how did Owen Stanley come about.

Oh that.


He was always on a quest to find his true self even in risky situations.
There were places that he would not travel to but given that he wanted to
experience what it was like to live among locals, eat their food, feel their
emotions and live (even briefly) like they did.
His mother and father lived in New Guinea and Richard his father was a world
authority on insects especially Lepidoptera and worked for the Australian and
Papuan Governments in that capacity.
He was friends with Ray Statham up at Kuranda and that Garry guy up in the
Atherton area.
Oh ok.
Thank you Don and we all hope the book will be incredibly successful for you.
Bronwyn Holm 

"The Oasis' 2024

BRUCE BAY AND BEYOND (Images courtesy John Dahlsen and Estate of Fred Williams, as well as the Estate of Made Wianta) "Tide Line' photographic images featured above by Don Hill 2015 to 2021 Bruce Bay New Zealand and Nudgee Beach, Brisbane, Queensland.

"You Yangs Landscape'. Fred Williams 1963 Art Gallery of New South Wales and Estate of Fred Williams Oil Paint on Masonite, 137.0 x 180.3cm

"Beach Detail 2" John Dahlsen 2019 Found plastics, resin (sustainable plant based), oil on primed Belgian linen 183cm x 183cm

"Pacific Garbage Patch #6. John Dahlsen 2018 Found plastics, resin (sustainable plant based), chalk, primed Belgian linen 183cm x 183cm

This current Adventure in Art began in 2015 at Bruce Bay on the South Island of New Zealand some 40 kilometres South of Fox Glacier.I was struck by the profound visual of sculptured forms in wood, light, sand and sea.Sadly Bruce Bay as it was is no more as it has been transformed into a new road utilizing the forms that were there into a retaining and rock wall to hold back the sea from the new road.Nothing of the old beach can be recognized or has been left as it was in the past.The original contact which I stumbled upon by accident in 2015 became an Epiphany and I began to take photos with no concern for time, weather or where I was on that day/s. All that counted was the recording of forms and shapes on this beach.“This Beach that is No More’.For me it was discovery. A new Journey. It became an Exploration of Abstract forms in Nature.
Close up and Face to Face.
No name, No tracks, No trace, No involvement, No damage or clutter. Just sculptured raw forms.
Bruce Bay Featured in my first book "Accellerator' in which I presented an ideal world except in the piece "Driven". I believe this piece has relevance as it did not arrive at Bruce Bay via wheels. It was washed ashore at some stormy interval.
This second Book "Tide Line" is a collaboration with Artist John Dahlsen and examines the impact of Weather, Wind, Tide and Waves without influence of Humans on this fragile Coastline and also displays and involves John’s major works of the Pacific Vortex "Garbage Patch', "Detail Series’ and other Subjects.
Presenting natural Beach sculpture and Micro Landscape Works the Photo images were captured on location at Hunts Beach, Gillespie Beach and other places that hold a wealth of Debris and Form.
All of the works are now titled.
I have never set out to deliver a Statement about Environmental concerns nor do I need to. Just to document and observe in the Present is enough.
A discovery.
Don Hill 2022

ISBN 978-1-64606-420-5

In 2015 I took my second trip back to New Zealand after an absence of eight years.
This came about as a holiday but turned into a point of discovery in the South Island when I encountered an area called Bruce Bay thirty or so kilometers south of Fox Glacier.
Bruce Bay at that time was covered in debris which had been washed out of the rivers and finally deposited on it's shore.
The continual churning of the waves and battering of these objects had the effect of turning them into natural sculptures.
During the trip I had taken pretty photos of most of the areas that I had visited so there is probably a wealth of similar shots taken by people around the globe.
On arrival at Bruce Bay I was stunned by the landscape.
This was something I had never encountered before as it spoke to me, an epiphany if you like.
I remember the morning as it was very cold and the area was inhabited by large sand flies that were happy to take chunks out of your skin.
This in mind the cold and insects did not defeat me and I took multiple photos with my battered old Fuji camera which had pretty much been everywhere on the planet with me.
Later on I googled images of Bruce Bay and yes there were some panoramas but not a single photograph of the sculptured debris that I discovered there.

Pictured Photographic Works: South Island West Coast and Nudgee Beach "Tide Line', "Accelerator' Photography by Don Hill between 2015 - 2021.

Pictured Work by John Dahlsen "Detail Series' Found plastics, resin (sustainable plant based), Belgian linen 183cm x 183cm 2018
Pictured: Fred Williams "(1927-1982)
"You Yang's landscape ' (1963) oil on Masonite, 137.0 x 180.3cm
Courtesy and thanks to Lyn Williams and the Estate of Fred Williams for the use of images of his works.
Pictured: Made Wianta (1949-2020) "Air Pollution' 2014 Courtesy Estate of Made Wianta

In Tide Line. Arts Writer, Journalist and Master of Arts, Yuliana Kusumastuti  Muses the similarities between Johns found Micro Plastics and Fred Williams Oil painted landscapes as well as examples of works by Made Wianta.

"Air Pollution' by Made Wianta 2014. Collection of the Singapore Art Museum. Motorcycle exhaust pipes, stainless pipe 250 x 300 x 300 cm

Dr John Dahlsen

Tide Line ISBN 978-1-64826-235-7 Released 2020

"Tide Line' Limited edition Prints, Signed, Numbered and on Archival Paper still Available for $87 each. Free Shipping in Australia

A collaboration between Don Hill and Dr John Dahlsen with written content by Yuliana Kusumastuti Master of Arts, Artist and Writer, John Dahlsen and Don Hill
Additional images courtesy Lyn Williams and the Estate of Fred Williams as well as the Estate of Made Wianta.
Now in its Third and Final Edition

This time the arrival at Nudgee Beach was a fill in, as all of us were now trapped in Australia because of the Lockdowns. I was missing New Zealand and other photographic possibilities that I was hoping to capture there and put into printed form with a possible new book including digital prints.
At first there was a struggle to deal with a blank canvas that stretched out in front of me with the shallow tidal pools, sea grass and mangroves as well as beautiful Moreton Island making prominence in the background.
It seemed ages since I had walked it's shore and dived its wrecks and reefs.
Arriving here was like entering a foreign world and at first I struggled with it but as the months passed the subject became clearer in my mind as well as camera use.
In 2015 I had stumbled across something new that was undiscovered by other humans, rich and diverse, a scape that everyone else had passed or walked by regarding it as unimportant even though they observed it daily without seeing anything that could persuade them otherwise.
They did not see the possibilities that drew me further to this subject.
It was Bruce Bay and it had a hidden secret that subject could be found everywhere as long as you could identify with and interact with it.
This was all new and not just another series of panoramic shutter clicks.
While Nudgee was intimidating as everything looked the same at the first encounters the New Zealand Tide Line, Bruce Bay experience was like a harpoon through the heart.
It opened my mind and eyes to Art again.
Since then my arrival at Nudgee has become a morph of molten new experience with different titles and shots erupting from a new camera as well as more images taken with my battered old Fuji.
Nudgee presents a Non Objective pallette which on a first encounter is hard to deal with and decipher.
A hieroglyphic composition or exquisite Pollock or Fairweather in disguise.
Which way should the subject be approached, contemplated, created, completed and presented.
This makes the subject matter difficult to deal with as well as progress on as an individual. It was abstraction at the very start and in some ways it still is even with the finished art. There had never been an attempt to set out to make definitive detailed pieces, only definitive art to encourage an emotive response from the audience.
The result is found in the following with most photos taken in the early morning at low tide with minimal interference and virtually no editing.

Each Print has been created using a Digital Process for maximum Beauty onto Neutral PH Paper. Approximate Sizes are 610 x 330 mm. Signed and Numbered. Free Shipping within Australia. Now only $87 per print.

The Art of Don Hill ISBN 978-1-64713-946-9
First Release with this title is now available with written content by Yuliana Kusumastuti
Master of Arts, Artist and Writer, Dr John Dahlsen, Senior Lecturer Course Convenor of Creative Arts, Michael Fox, Gallery Director and Valuer, Felicity Mason, Australian Actress and Visual Artist and Nittaya Inphirut, Master of Arts.
Images by Don Hill and Brent Harvey who contributed archival images for the book.

                                                                                         "Arrival at Sarina'  Oil on Canvas 2006-2007. Sold The Paintings from Nature

About Don Hill
Don Hill is an accidental activist, artist and author who grew up in Ipswich and now resides in South East Queensland and Thailand.
Early influence in his art came from Arthur Evan Read, Mervyn Moriarty and Frank De Silva with whom he undertook casual studies and field trips.
In this book Don Hill examines the use of local raw and freely available materials for making compositions and artworks and how the art works came about.
Don takes time to explain how this process happens when he feels inclined to start a new piece and the stories that the works tell.
He uses materials and a palette derived from first hand environmental experiences and previous living conditions.
All of the pieces were made in the early 2000's and depict the memories of a transient and wanderer/s.
This is an important theme in his Art.
The works described are organic manifestations and an extension of himself taken from nature with an undercurrent of visual beauty using gold leaf and colour to remind the viewer that there is still beauty in the world regardless of the times we live in.
He states that the practice of using bamboo was an accident in waiting and he cannot explain why it came about but it did.
"It was in front of me as I awoke from my dreaming'.
This happened one early morning after a night of no result with non objective nonsense.
The "Process' stands apart and may seem random, careless and reckless but is also enjoyable as he stumbles and wanders on,
still on the verge of creating something new.
So to him the bamboo works still feel relevant and are.
In fact they have not dated or faded.
This justifies their right to exist.
The only drawback being collection, collation and the making of the compositions which take time and thought to put
In the past Don would collect boards and wood from Nudgee Beach in Brisbane’s East but now this material is difficult to find as many people are collecting it and there may be legal logistics to collecting material from the beach as opposed to 30 plus years ago.His interest in using bamboo to make art still excites him and he is still in pursuit of this ideal.
Don Hill has been involved in the Arts Industry for more than fifty years and undaunted by the prospect of old age he continues to produce works of art, photography and books about his art practice with this document becoming a Survey of his earlier and possible future work.
Don Hill runs a Multi Disciplinary Practice and has been involved in the Arts Industry for more than 50 years.

                                                                           Bamboo Assemblage. Early 2000's Private Collection Switzerland.

"A Survival Story’ (Yuliana Kusumastuti 2022)

"The road that led me to Nudgee Beach was totally accidental and unexpected as well as never planned. This was an unwelcome journey that became the ending of one and the beginning of new one that eventually led to fresher things but at that time doubt and uneasiness had set in" - Don Hill 2022

I parked my car early one morning by Nudgee beach, walking barefoot I could feel the grass and then the grey sand while chirping birds followed me all the way.
This was my first time in the area, but it didn't take long for me to notice the peaceful and serene qualities of the place.
Nudgee beach is a place that has great meaning for him, as from this place more than two decades ago, he found himself loving art, creating art and to this day continues to explore ideas and his craft.
Nudgee beach therefore becomes the starting point for my own explorations to understand the ideas of Don’s artworks.
As I continued walking on the beach, I began to think about how my experience of a peaceful beach can mean something so different to his and thought perhaps his series exploring bamboo could provide some insight to his past, the beginning of fresh starts, ideas and his journey.
I had the opportunity to meet him in person a year ago in 2021 at the exhibition "Tide Line "in Tenerife, Brisbane.
He and environmentalist artist John Dahlsen collaborated in an elegant exhibition which included a book.
John Dahlsen exhibited his recent art and research of waste material from the beach alongside Don displaying a set of photographic limited edition prints observing the local environment at Nudgee Beach and Bruce Bay in New Zealand.
A point. A beginning.
For Don the beach and its environmental qualities provided him both the starting point of his conceptual explorations and oftentimes the medium to bring his ideas to life as he collected and incorporated discarded items found on the shore like timber, wooden pallets and vinyl to his art.
Hills interest in the relationship between nature and human interaction in his artworks exploring how humans often determine the life and growth of nature and how the life of organic materials have the opportunity to be recycled and renewed. This is how his interest in Bamboo started and continues today.
He would drive to locations where he knew there were clumps of growing bamboo and wait for the council harvest to eventuate, with council or rather human intervention determining the life cycle of nature under the guise of maintenance to control the inherent rapid growth of this substance. The bamboo he would collect during these harvests mainly consisted of bamboo of the decorative yellow and green streaked variety. Rather than allowing council to dispose of the bamboo Don Hill through his art would recycle and provide it with new life.
I particularly enjoy his works on bamboo, "Night at the Beach', "Sucking Neptune" and "Night Crawl". Those pieces expressing joyful and bold colours. "Night at the Beach", dominated by bright red, and "Sucking Neptune" and "Night
Crawl", are expressing bold fluorescent and bright yellow colours. Using gold leaf and acrylic paint, the works he has created between 2005-2006 are powerful. The composition of his works during this time are 'contented', yet at the same time one can feel the irregular dimensions of bamboo, the roughness of their cut and their arrangement hiding the real story which is
namely the process Don Hill explored in creating the finished composition.
The Bamboo plant is a unique plant, known for its qualities of structural strength while being flexible, a durable plant surviving the wind and bad weather yet easy to grow. For Hill, it's a challenge to work on a hard substrate on which to apply acrylic paint and gold leaf, becoming the main medium. All of the works of this time rely on a spontaneity and lack of thought about composition. This is the way he responds to the strength and durability in Bamboo to 'heal' his negative energy. His intuition keeps his mind free when making art. His intuitions drive where or how to place pieces or paint to achieve regulated design and acceptance. This randomness is apparent in most if not all the works. If there is such a formula to his intuitive process it would be a composition formula that follows a guiding light of the subconscious will.
I asked Don the question of what his decisions or thought process is when incorporating colour into his work.
He states that colour is an individual thing and he used it to hide some of the desperate times that happened on the journey that the bamboo pieces depict.
Leaving some areas of unpainted bare bamboo to show through as a background.
Furthermore, he explained that he was exposed to and inspired by the impressionists works when he lived in Europe.
When I look at Hill's bamboo art, I often perceive themes of memory, the journey and loneliness, when I asked him if these themes are present in the pieces his response followed.
"They depict times that were more enjoyable and freer with less fear in the air from the night and dark.
A life change was coming in this story and once again a freedom that had been sort for some time.".
This sense of nostalgia and even melancholy of a time that once was becomes clear in Hill's bamboo assemblages which are painted over freely with acrylic paint, uninhibited in its layering, with moments of bare bamboo providing relief and other moments of gold leaf expressing the rare moments of the past. These bamboo assemblages are held together by the palette frames and pieces of timber that he would recover from the shores of a selected beach, bringing together his past experience and memory of a place and time which holds great importance to him and how they are able to be recycled and perhaps live on through his art.
Importantly, through times of darkness and adversity, joy and loneliness Hill endures much like the adaptability and versatility of bamboo, his art stands as a symbol of his journey. A journey he states, "It was never a journey to a perceived end for gain or any expectation to forfill a quest so to speak except to produce these works as memories of previous times".
Don Hill's bamboo sculpture has been selected as one of finalist for Churchie Art Prize, and it becomes clear why with such a simple yet well executed themes of nature and the human experience in his art.
For over twenty years his dedication to the visual art field enriches his life journey and the life of many others.
Yuliana Kusumastuti
Master of Arts, Artist, Journalist and Writer

Yuliana Kusumastuti             

Of Shore of Sand’ Don Hill 2022

I have always had an interest in the environment and it's make up, or if you like what's happening to it as time progresses. The road that led me to this place Nudgee Beach was totally accidental and unexpected as well as never planned.
Originally an unwelcome journey it became the ending of one and the beginning of another that eventually led to a fresher start in life but at that time doubt had set in. This led me to find a wealth of man made Flotsam that makes this place home on occasions so I made a conscious note of its location for future reference and moved on.
The beach at Nudgee is quite different to what people expect to see of a beach especially in Australia as it provides a sanctuary for wildlife, mangroves and indigenous flowering plants.
Even though at that time it was awash with detritus it didn’t appear to make a visual impact on the population of wild inhabitants.
Seagrass grows everywhere and provides beautiful cover for the timid aquatic species and a hunting ground for the Ibis and Egrets.
There is an abundance of soldier crab burrows and barnacle colonies as well as lovely oysters.
The thing that was lacking at Nudgee Beach was surf.
Don't bring a board here as you will be disappointed.
Later on I became interested in using items that were available from renewable and free resources such as I had seen there. A compulsion.
A new discovery.

                                                                        Bamboo Assemblage, early 2000's Sold Private Collection

                                                                          Cut Green Bamboo Assemblage, early 2000's

Discovering Bamboo

I had an interest with and including natural occurring materials that could be recycled as well as the rejected and also living and growing things that had to be cut back from time to time. This is how my interest in Bamboo began and still continues today at which time I would ask friends if they new of locations where they had seen clumps of culms in the Brisbane area being trimmed or collected by Council Workers. Prior to this I would drive to locations where I knew there
were clumps growing and wait for the council harvest to happen. Eventually I got to know some of the arborists and they would contact me when a cut was about to happen.
At that time bamboo was a scarce commodity.
The cuttings produced a hard substrate on which to apply acrylic paint and gold leaf, becoming the main medium and evident in most of the later works that were never seen by the general public in Australia and now only surviving as a photo record here as most pieces were purchased and shipped to Europe.
All of the works from this time rely on a spontaneity and lack of thought about composition.
This is how they had come about.
Without thought. Without regulation.
Rely on what is inside you not a visual perception.
I would collect cut and dry the substrate so this was possibly the only part that required active planning.

                                                                           Dark Feluga Chapel Oil Paint on Canvas 2006, 2007 Sold Private Collection Melbourne The Paintings from Nature

About Composition

Years earlier when I was out on location with Frank De Silva he would carry a matboard frame to dissect the landscape and by placing certain structures in different parts of his canvas and paste board he would assemble a composition. In his later works this practice disappeared and his finished oils became more delicate and took on a mystic form compared to the regulated captures of his past. Being mentored by well known artists who followed particular rules on composition formula I came to the understanding this did not apply to me as composition comes naturally and should not be sought to complete a work of art as such. In fact I thought it was boring that this was the main instrument that should be sought in pursuing a completed piece.

It becomes a bit like having to have tuition with Bob Ross.

The practice of not determining composition and becoming more involved in the past or present experiences as well as process to pursue an outcome becomes more relevant. Your aesthetic wherever it comes from does not matter to you or anyone else. Its just you.
Working close also helps.
When I lived in Europe and London in the 1970's I was inspired by the impressionists and their idea of working up close.
This lends credence to active thinking about and absence of thought about composition.
Patches of colour would replicate light and replace form to give the works a living momentum.
This was the motivation for me to study this process more.
Further with this, some of the individual pieces I had became toned down and I left areas unpainted as to spare the necessity of total coverage and display the substrate. The substrate needs to be known. An awareness of source and beginning.
Its bare skin becomes part of the art.
After all composition and colour are individual and I used this ideology to hide some of the things that happened to me on the journey that the bamboo pieces depict.
Apart from that, colour would create an interest and engagement among the viewers even though the main collection of bamboo compositions would never be shown publicly in Australia.

                                                                      Bamboo Assemblage, early 2000's  Private Collection Switzerland. Sold

Night Life and Living at the Beach.

When one looks at the bamboo pieces for a time they will start to notice things. Possibly faces, eyes, a nose and animals peering out from beyond the light and dark shadows that are contained in the works although they may seem welcoming at first there is a mood that may be encountered.
The more Friday Night intoxicated you are the more you will see in these works.
A figurative state or study possibly showing an Ibis and a scrub turkey scratching at the sand and mud. A Sand Crab clawing. Regardless that there may be something in the darkness in these compositions or the local possum and carpet snake looking out from them they invite the viewer to participate further in their muse and nonsense.
This is the indecision and regulation of Nature.
Not obvious at first glance or until viewed at a distance.
It may seem strange that anyone can use bamboo to produce art but this became part of my demure and was not sought out to make a statement. It just happened.
A Non Objective accident.

                                                              Liberty 911. Hero of the Beach assemblage 2004

Assembling Bits of Wood.

Later on wood assemblages were painted freely with acrylic paint as well as over and underlaid with Gold Leaf. Each individual piece carefully picked and collected from Nudgee Beach in it's rough form, transported to the Brisbane Night Studio, washed and cleaned, sorted and assembled into initial arrangements and then left for some time to dry before proceeding any
further. I was very selective with this collection.
These became a further development to future works, their rough substrate becoming part of the composition.
They depict times that were more enjoyable and free with less fear in the air from the night, bugs and darkness.
A life change was coming in my story and once again a freedom that had been sort and was absent for some time.
The times started to change and I was able to make trips to the city and at times have conversations with Verlie even if they were brief and not remembered about myself and also what the Town Gallery was doing and representing.
Verlie was capable of holding an interesting conversation even though there may have been an odor of my rough living in the air.
The wood assemblages could be arranged at will and would become complete when they were arranged in a box made of found pallet wood and frames.
The fact that the works are housed in a framing substrate shows the absence or care for seeking convention.
The piece "Hero of the Beach' supports this.
The majority of works in those times from 2002 till 2006 had a three dimensional quality in that the viewer could not only involve and emerge themselves in the compositional interpretation but could see a further quality that most flat artworks did not exhibit and lacked.
This meant that the work could be seen as a sculpture or a painting.
I believe that rough and spontaneous support of any art is important and adds an integral facet to be interpreted and catch the attention of an audience but at no time take away the message that is being sort or sent by and about the artist or about the art itself.
Frank De Silva taught me this.


For the majority of pieces I have produced during my lifetime I have no explanation as to how or why I would have started them except the compulsion to do so. Maybe just to explain the human effect and my state.
My adventure or this adventure of life was about an absence or an equation of presence in the world of art a ‘Depth of Presence’ and 'Undercurrent' that may become an awareness of times gone past with my possible future. It was never a
quest for money.
Was never a journey to an perceived end for gain or any expectation to fulfill a quest so to speak except to produce these works as memories of my previous times and experiences.
Obvious influences in my works are derived from studying the works of artists like John Coburn.
His brightly coloured and sharply drafted shapes brought a new freshness to the landscape.
My first experience in seeing his work was in a movie with actor James Mason in the 1960's.
I have never sat down and made a drawing of what I am going to produce and may only see these compositions fleetingly in my mind .
To do this would become a treachery that invites disaster.
Drawing would be an attempt to produce a finished piece of art before it is actually undertaken in full and finished at will as being untrue to yourself and intentions.
Let your hands and true inner self produce the work not a pre conceived vision that becomes nothing on a worthless piece of paper.
A crosscut hand saw is handy and was my best sketching tool as well as using discarded rejected canvases, tubes of oil paint, acrylic and some alcohol to bring about inspiration about past memories of a lonely but full past life at the beach.
Written by Don Hill, Editing by: Nittaya Inphirut MA 2022

Archival Photos courtesy of Australian Artist Brent Harvey

The Art of Don Hill by Dr John Dahlsen

Upon viewing the works from this period, I was struck particularly by the works titled Night Crawl, Shorelines and Landscapes from the Rim. These individual series exemplifying a certain mature confidence and a positionality within an international context.
This time frame: 2002-2006, was around the time when Don created works around Transient Life as well as the Desert Beach. He says somewhere in the 1990's he became a wanderer with no fixed address or place of employment. Times were tough, it was in the middle of a recession. He found the best places to hang out were in coastal areas where there was occasional work and on occasion, free accommodation. Don said the beach and surrounds inspired him, although not at that time, into the creation of finished art.

The environment was harsh and thus began the collection of discarded items to produce things to help with survival, with some of the local beaches awash with pallets and other useful items, canvas, vinyl and timber for uprights and shelter. Pieces that were created later in the early 2000's, bear witness to this experience and his time spent in the Salt Wilderness. For Don, these pieces examine the day-to-day rambling of a transient life.

Don says it was evident that the bamboo compositions had a link to this period and is particularly evident in some of the creations especially
“Out on the Town", "Night at the Beach', "Sucking Neptune', "Sail', "Sickcada' and the wooden block piece "Hero of the Beach'. The multitude of experiences had by Don during this time brought about changes to the way he thought and revealed a way to move forward with manifesting these new creations.
Don has stated that there were external influences which contributed to this development as
well, with the he main instigator apparently being myself. He says this may have been indicative of a new movement and collaboration of like minds in the world of art.

Don feels that now with twenty years having passed from the origin of the first pieces of wood covered in canvas fabric, it is now the right time for this work and these thoughts to be written about, especially the bamboo compositions which started to appear in late 2004 and which were scarcely seen or were shipped overseas to Europe.                                                                                             Wood Assemblage early 2000's

                                                                                                  The Desert Beach works 2004 - 2006 Tripping in the Tropics. Private Collections

The Desert Beach works and Working with a Rejected Landscape:

In 2003, Don started experimenting with Stringer Frames. This came about because he had been interested in Building Boats an endeavor which never eventuated but was still in his mind as he had never been lost at sea. Just lost. He had an idea where this process could be used in his art and the "Rejected Landscapes" would eventually materialize. The stringers acted as support for the canvas and were attached to a central core of wood held together in a timber base of found pallet wood. Don says most of the material for these came from Nudgee Beach. They made quite a sturdy structure and could be made to almost any size required. This became a new view point of the world as just bare sculpture or works covered in oil paint, possibly depicting an undersea or rain forest environment.
These almost became an attraction to the artist himself.
He could embrace them in their own right or reject them as he had been.
Everything became rejected at that time.
Even him.
A new era had come and eventually it would pass by without being noticed by anyone.
Even the artist.
The exhibition at Cooloola Regional Gallery brought a new series to the public from the 'Shorelines" of discovery. The stringers in the works became a talking point in themselves and had an antique look that could be associated with aviation and flight or floating along on the waves of an Ocean. This exhibition would become the first appearance of the "Desert Beach Works' The viewer could take a journey through this interpretation of environment interacting and involving themselves in it. The Rejected Landscapes formed the basis of the exhibition.

The works shown were created in the early 2000's as conceptual, experimental pieces when Don worked in regional areas and travelled the regional gallery circuit. He states: "I loved this, as I owed it to my late contemporaries to undertake this journey". He said it was a great excuse to head out on the road for an upcoming show, meet and make new friends. He elaborated: "I used this time to develop my aesthetic into a meaningful form other than painting seascapes of my previous marine adventures. Most of my subjects are derived from this environment'.

The day after 911 Don made several sales through a Gallery in Brunswick Street Fortitude Valley. It seemed to him that people wanted something beautiful to cling to instead of the dreadful devastation of that time. He reminisced: "I remember selling several paintings on the day after 911. It was remarkable that people were still clinging to hope and beauty instead of disaster".
Don's exhibition at the Boonah Regional Art Gallery "Landscapes from the Rim" was met with a high engagement audience of locals and visitors alike. Don stated at the time "The great thing about showing in regional areas is that you can make an impact. Overall, some
individuals visited this exhibition more than three times to examine and comment on this show". The majority of pieces featured in this show, were derived from collecting from the abundance of found wood from local beaches. Don says: "There was an overwhelming abundance, whereas today it is more difficult to find and collect. Nudgee Beach became one of my favourite places as this material was everywhere. Once collected I would cut sections and cover them with canvas from any of the rejected landscapes".

Thus, they produced a paintable area, an interesting subject and talking point of past experiences for Don. He says: "This is how the exhibition 'Shorelines' came about and eventually was presented at the Cooloola Shire Public Gallery, as every piece was found and collected along the Shoreline, except of course the "Rejected Landscapes". At that time a full understanding of this concept seemed to take back-stage. The Gympie Times described the exhibition as being 'salacious'. This exhibition also had some of the more recent uprights which represented reefs in seas and mountains on land. 'Peter Dobe the Flautist, was kind enough to compose a contemporary piece of the same name, to compliment this exhibition.
Don states: "Following the exhibition I discovered bamboo which I could acquire
locally from parks and gardens as the council workers would cut the Culms and leave them on site for a few days before picking them up for disposal. This led to a new awakening. It was in 2004. My resistance to collecting this material was low and I would take trips around Brisbane hunting this material. Don continues: "I would cut sections of the culms into smaller pieces, this increased my interest in the media, as I could see forms and sculptures in my mind's eye and they were easy to work with. This started my use of acrylic paint, which I had not been so fond of in the past. I would paint each piece individually as a separate piece of art which would come together as a complete composite composition and each piece would become a sustainable piece of art". The following year Don entered one of the small bamboo sculptures into the Churchie Art Prize and was accepted as one of the finalists
I congratulate Don for this compilation of work from 2002-2006. We exhibited alongside each other in exhibitions at various intervals during this period. I believe there are brilliant glimpses in the collection of artworks from this period work and I'm pleased to have been invited by Don to write about his work and his journey as a contemporary artist for this publication.

Dr John Dahlsen, Senior Lecturer Course Convenor of Creative Arts 2022

                                                                                     The Desert Beach works 2004 - 2006 Tripping in the Tropics. Private Collections

The “Desert Beach Works” 

These works have a psychedelic quality and were constructed in the midst of late nights and
early morning sessions helped along by wine.
Being rejected landscapes they represented the recycling of previous works that did not fit with the idea of finished art.
So therefore “Rejected’.
Formed by placing canvas over stringer frames Don would staple and glue the waste canvas to the stringers in a similar fashion to using the "West System' of manufacture.
The surface would then be covered in a sizing solution to enable the works to last the test of time.
Once dry and hardened the surface made an ideal substrate for a painted finish.
"I tended to get carried away with the paint application and I would use the full content of tubes of oil paint to cover the surface of the works."
"An expensive process with stunning visual effects.’
“People looked at these indifferently and there was a possible hint in their eyes when they saw these pieces that something wasn't quite right with me and my artistic approach and that the treatment of a practitioner might have to be sought.’
“Was I brave enough to show them publicly?’
Overall it was a release from everyday life for Don and once created the works would be stored in his shed for an attempted drying.
The drying process was long and the works could not be shown immediately as they were oil paint.
They made their first appearance at the Cooloola Public Gallery in 2004.
The Gympie Times published details of the upcoming show and described the exhibition as salacious.
"It did not matter to me about general comment as the majority of the works prior to assembling were collected from the Shoreline of Moreton Bay before making their way to the Brisbane Night Studio for further processing.'
"I was grateful that the works finally attracted the attention of the general public and also to
Peter Dobe for his musical composition to compliment the show titled "Shorelines".
The bases of the “Desert Beach Works’ were made from Pallet Wood collected at Nudgee Beach and stored until required at some later date for Don to use.
To this day it is unclear if there were other substances involved in the production of the "The Desert Beach
Works". Maybe Rubber Cement.

Nittaya Inphirut Master of Arts 2022

Nittaya Inphirut

Changing Perspectives (First Published 2021) ISBN 978-1-63848-509-4 

                     "Stormy Stormy Night' Cyclone Niran, the Light Ship and the Floating Palm. Oil paint on plyboard 122 x 81cm 2021

"In My Row Boat I Dreamed of Island Shores'  Oil Paint on Sized Marine Ply Board 80 x 120 cm 2020

Abstract Narrative

With his new works and book Don Hill continues to examine the contrasting landscapes of Queensland and other in only the manner that he understands by putting paint to board and canvas. 

"Changing Perspectives" is a document of the artists life as he travels through time and space dithering here and there as he goes in search of new subjects and subsequent adventure. 

His subject matter is not always obvious until it is viewed at a distance at which point it can and may take the shape and form of the landscape he encounters. Don Hills' Landscape and Seascape are varied, sometimes with a feeling of impending bliss or doom or both that will take place as he faces the elements in his row boat. Adventure has always been part of this artists life even from his early years in the UK when he purchased a bicycle and took off from London in Ugg boots to find Lands End. Four hundred plus miles later he arrived at Penzance with little or no money, just enough to buy a Cornish Pasty and a train ticket back to the comfort of Bayswater Road. 

The same happened when he went to Europe Hitch Hiking he had to phone a friend to get back across the Channel. "The Ugg boots From the Penzance trip were disintegrating and taking on a life and odour of their own." Eventually they both parted ways, one into a road side bin and the other into a wonderful relaxing shower. 

Nobody is quite sure which one did what but presume the Ugg boots met their end from Lands End. 

It had been many weeks on the road and an arduous journey through Somerset over the Mendips and the horrors of Exmoor.  Years later he would undertake similar journeys through the South Island of New Zealand and Nepal undertaking solo bike rides without guides and limited resources with only a picture in his head of where he was going and a camera to make a record. 

One year he made it to Muktinath in Mustang and tried to stay confident after convincing the border guards to let him keep going and continue on to Lo Manthang even though it was forbidden to enter this area without written permission and payment.  The weather Gods were against his progress. He made it to the crossover Temple and played with the Prayer Wheels.  It was so cold he had to play with other things to make sure they were not frozen.  The landscape was fiercely beautiful and clear it snowed every night with temperatures going down to minus 12. 

The locals tried to keep him warm in the evenings with Raksi but this did not work although he made some great company.

Nittaya Inphurut Master of Arts

                                            "River Run out Tide" Oil paint on Plyboard 81x 60 cm 2021

Changing Perspectives (Continued)

Earlier Don spent time in London encouraged by Arthur Evan Read and Frank De Silva to explore and study the European masters. In these early years he would go to the Art Shop at Hampstead Heath and buy paints, canvas and supplies to work with on the weekend at sixteen Belsize Crescent. Hill's use of colour and texture amplifies the expressionist outcomes of his work and conveys both a sense of calm beauty alongside a sense that upheaval and threat may not be for away. He uses an array and mixture of tools to create his works from cardboard scraps to shaped wood, knives, ply board and his hands with some minor use of brushes for the base under painting. His media is primarily oil paint applied directly to canvas and marine ply board which has a rabbit skin glue sizing. The oil paint is sometimes applied in a thick forced and tactile fashion as it comes out of the tube and left as is or at times scrapped back partially or completely to show the original under-painting base that will be enhanced using transparent and translucent colours that emulate reflections and light. His friend and mentor Frank De Silva was a master of this improvised technique. Highlights are sometimes completed with a range of opaque colours such as in the new work; "Stormy Stormy Night', Niran, the Light Ship and the Floating Palm Tree featuring the CL4 Light Ship the "Carpentaria" where he uses Cobalt to intensify the work.  Niran depicts disaster in the work as this was a major Cyclonic event in 2021 in which the Light Ship is showing the way for the floating palm to find a new shore upon which to flourish. Although the objects are inanimate, they are telling a story of hope for the future. Don states that on occasion he has glimpses events that are imminent, as he completed this work more than a week before this cyclone came into being and began to cause havoc. His use of opaque Cobalt blue compliments the deep Ultramarine in this work and helps to show the topsy turvy world that makes up our seas, environs and indeed our future. Don Hill has been aware of the Light Ships since his early childhood. He believes they convey a sense of optimism with their shining light leading us in a world that is rapidly changing and of which we have no control. Hill tried to subjugate the Light Ship in this painting, but it is out of his control, bobbing up and down and around at the whim of the sea. In his paintings, Don can sometimes be seen as a participant rowing around in a boat whether it is in a river situation or the open sea. He states this is part of the experience of life that we find ourselves in. Hill states "In life we are all cast adrift" He admits that he has a/ways had an affinity with the subject, and it will continue. Other paintings in the series were undertaken in 202 J and in particular the works that depict Dunk and the Family Islands of North Queensland completed from memory and sketches when he arrived back in Brisbane in January and February.

                                     "Approaching North Shore Evening' Oil paint on plyboard 81 x 60cm 2021 Sold

                                "Last Sunday on the Noosa River” Oil Paint on Sized Marine Ply Board 80 x 60 cm 2020 Sold

The piece "In my Row-Boat I Dreamed of Island Shores " he seeks to explain the idealism of freedom and sailing unhindered in a beautiful place without the cares and worries of the modem world. The rainforest island overhangs and drips into the Turquoise shore of Thorpe Island as the boats sit idly in the fullness of the tide with a row-boat, moving around randomly on the smooth glassy sea. This smooth glassy sea also appears in the work "Still Flows the Clump Point Evening" where everything is at peace.  Another painted work "Last Night's Dive on the Tangalooma Wrecks I swam to the Tune of the Tide" and its mood swings back to Pete's boat the "Murphy Star" was an adventure into a near disaster scenario which almost According to Hill, Pete parked the Murphy Star south of the Tangalooma Wrecks as the tide was racing in and Southward from the North. This was a recipe for disaster, as the divers in full gear had to swim against the strengthening tide to reach the wrecks. This was and never should have been on the agenda, as it was dangerous especially on such a dark evening. Once there everyone was exhausted, and their glow sticks as well as the torches were more than half spent. They could have become trophies for the local sharks but this was not to be, and they survived. It was an arduous journey that nobody on this dive would ever forget. They made it back to the Murphy at about eight in the evening against the outflowing tide.  Hill approaches his subject with an energetic spontaneity and an idea to complete the piece at hand in one sitting. This rarely happens and may not support his expected outcome. He states that he does not concentrate his thought on composition, as this will come naturally, believing that when you reach the end of creative thought, a new spark usually ignites and lights the way so one can continue to the next turning in the road  "River Run out Tide" is an example of movement in his works with the boats straining against the Noosa River's outgoing tide. Once again, a row-boat or two can be seen maneuvering in the shallows of the North Shore. The oil paint in this piece is very thick and tactile and the work has been created by hand and shaped ply board use. Don feels it is necessary to bring the viewer close to the works so they can interact, interpret and enjoy it's tactile finish. This closeness shows a more non-objective character and beauty. Many of the new works have a three-dimensional quality, for example: "Dusk and Reflections of the Sand Island" depict a small flotilla of craft that appear to be circling each other whilst the water has a small but determined chop from the wind. Once again the painted texture is key in this work. The colours are fresh and show some of the scraped back techniques that Hill has used to convince the viewer that activity is happening. This was evident especially in his early works and particularly in his exhibition in 2001 "Colours of the Bay" 

                                           "Still Flows the Clump Point Evening'   Oil Paint on Sized Marine Ply Board 80 x 60 cm 2020

The painting "Ko" Chang Seascape, East Facing West" is the most recent of the works. It has a distinct blend of texture and is on a board that had been worked a multitude of times, so the texture of the work stands thick in an Encaustic, impasto innocence. The colours are deliberate in that the sails of the junk look almost Jade like in colour and the sea like the scales of a Dragon in a rich Ultramarine and Cobalt. This painting was made from the memories d sketches that Hill made on the dive boats he visited from Lonely Beach diving in search of the local Whale Sharks. 

                                                   "Above Capricorn' Oil Paint on Sized Marine Ply Board 80 x 60 cm 2020

Don Hill was born in Ipswich Queensland (and currently resides in the Brisbane area, Chiang Mai and Far North Queensland when travel is Unrestricted and also maintains a connection with the South Island of New Zealand, where he undertakes photographic study and subjective environmental research creating a photographic record of the available micro landscape content that is in danger of disappearing. 

Written by Don Hill, Selective Editing: Dr John Dahlsen March 2021

Remnant 2022
ISBN 978-1-64713-493-8

Tide line should be seen as an environmental statement on which a solve is required to be made from the direction and point in time that humans are now heading.

Remnant is about what is left. Don Hill 2022 Remnant is still a developing story.

The book "Remnant' started with the name "Rainmaker' of which a single edition is held by the National Library of Australia and harks back to the mid 2000's when I had a keen interest in discovering the quirky rainforest of South East Queensland.
Since 2021 the book has progressed into a larger volume of photographic plates of which I have been very selective but is still not complete in that there are sections of interest that have yet to be filled. In the book I have undertaken to put a positive spin on the photographic record it contains. I did this in my previous publish of “Tide Line’ as well which showcased photographic plates from New Zealand and Nudgee Beach as well as works created from the use of micro plastics washed up on our shores.
It also referenced artworks which were created to represent the Pacific Vortex and the Garbage Patch. Overall the publication process contained in Remnant has been ongoing for more than twenty years with the project rekindled after the completion of Tide Line with Australian artist John Dahlsen which took more than three years to complete after the initial concept was discussed and detailed in 2019.

Written Overview of "Remnant'
Don Hill’s environmental depictions in Remnant portray past events captured by his use of many cameras.
Whether these are digital or analogue is not important. They express the moment and the essence of time.
The end result has intent and tries to show an environment that is part of a bigger picture that may have been dominant a very long time ago.
Not every photograph is intended to be perfection but photography becomes a perfect medium for humans to analyze, explore, examine and enjoy.
Some of the plates have a delicate treatment that Constable would use to produce his Oil painted landscapes with a Turner Water colour twist which William used in his daily water colour studies.
Others have been translated to Grayscale to exemplify the Silhouette of the beast of life.
In his time in London, Don would continually visit Turner’s water colours at the National Gallery in London even photographing them with the new Ektachrome low light film to make a transportable record to bring the essence home to Australia.
Hill’s recent photographic depictions are once again spontaneous.
He has nothing to say about this except to look at it at your leisure. "I have only set these out for me.’ “Although by sharing I suppose it may become contagious fulfilment for the author and the viewer.’
Some of his plates have an innocence as well as a Helmut Newton quality even though they relate directly to environmental subjects.
The capture of the present past. They are not necessarily perfect but capture a scene of activity that happened.
“In London I would spend spare time down at Abingdon Street in Kensington at Biba and sit around on the lounges there as this became inspiration to me and my photographic art.”
"There was nothing else like Biba in the whole world then.'
This is Don Hill
Hill’s life has been full of adventure some of which were spare of the moment fixations with the dribble of time and lax reasoning.
Once when he was fifteen with $2.00 in his pocket no equipment and just the clothes on his back he set off to Cairns for no apparent reason except adventure.
“It was about four in the afternoon, cool and sunny and the train trip to Brisbane was about 75 cents’.
“I guess I upset my parents for the umpteenth time but I had to explore and quench”.
“I drank deeply this time.” ‘I discovered things.”
He had an idea that he had to see Australia and he did.
The North was a beautiful tonic and untouched with rainforest growing right to the road edge for miles and miles and miles in those years as there were no kilometers then.
This has been the critique through most of his life although he has almost always been connected to a camera an artists brush or palette knife.
In those times he was not immune from taking charity from friends that he made along the way.
He states: ‘ My Successes and Failures have made me who I am today.’ “It is important for me to impart my knowledge of life to the world before I leave.’
“Whatever people think of my work is irrelevant as the only important thing is what I think of my work.
Some may think his ideas may be erratic and eccentric and having said this Don Hill has met and made many friends, travelled many lands to the ends of the Earth with little or no money in his pocket so who would or could argue with the beauty of the plates that he has created inside this manuscript.

Nittaya Inphirut (Master of Arts) 2022

Since early 2000 and prior I have been collecting data from the Southern subtropical rainforests and bushland. This became and
is a major part of my Art Practice.
A variable depiction of the past in moments gone.
Originally I started with film cameras one of which was a favorite Ziess which I carried everywhere from the 1970's onwards even in my time in the UK and Europe.
Overtime and in my later years I have become interested in publishing and writing books being of the belief that books conveyed a worthy and necessary cause as well as something you can hold in your hands and enjoy.
The paper that I use in all my documents and books comes from ISO14001 Compliant Mills and is bleach free.

CV and Biographical Detail 

Selected Solo Exhibitions

2024 "A Sound Like Rain' Exhibition with ISBN Registered Book. A New way of Celebrating the Australian Landscape.
2023 "Undercurrent" Exhibition and Book Release
2023 "Heading North' Exhibition and Book Release
2021 "Changing Perspectives" Exhibition and Book Release Florence Street Space
2020 "A Shifting Tide" August Brisbane
2020/2019 "Accelerator" London Offices Teneriffe Brisbane
2006 "Paintings from Nature" The Art Factory Brisbane August 2006
2006 Davson Gallery "Sculptures from Canvas"
2005 "Art of the Non Objective Landscape" New Works with Rejected canvas Landscapes, Chinchilla Whitegums Gallery
2005 "Art of the Non Objective Landscape" Works in Bamboo Jasu Gallery Brisbane
2004 " Landscape & Textures from the Shore to the Sky" Rejected Items. Texas Regional Art Gallery
2004 "Shorelines" New Textural and Assemblage recycled items and Landscapes. Cooloola Shire Public Gallery
2004 "Working Plein Air" Sheraton Hotel Brisbane
2004 "Landscapes from the Rim" New textural and assemblage works using Rejected and Recycled Art, Boonah Regional Gallery
2004 'Recent Seascapes' The Sofitel Brisbane Central
2004 "Water and Light" New Oil Panels. The Bundaberg Arts Centre
2003 "Water and Light" Specific use of light in Abstractions. Butter Factory Arts Centre Cooroy
2002 "Recent Paintings" Augelo's New farm
2001 " Painting demonstrations" Port Office Hotel Brisbane
2000 "Moreton Island Series" Fox Studios Brisbane
2000 "Sand Island Paintings" Queensland Law Society Brisbane

Selected Associate Exhibitions
2024 "The Land Between, Above and Below' Florence Street Teneriffe
2023 "Up Late' Ipswich Civic Centre
2021 'Tide Line" with John Dahlsen Book Release and Exhibition
2008 "New Beginnings" Waterfront Place Brisbane city
2007 "River City" Waterfront Place 1 Eagle Street Brisbane
2007 "Psychedelia" CBD Gallery Brisbane
2006 St Sebastian's Biennial exhibition
2006 "The Windows of Opportunity"Brisbane Power House with · Bree Amer
Catherine Anderson, Mike "Banx" Banks, Robyn Bauer, Robert Coleby, Angela Davies, Gavin Dickey, Daisy Dickey, Hannah
Evans, Scott Goddard, Mike Goldman, Travis Hendrix, David Hinchliffe, Kerry Holland, Mary Ibrahim, Kirra Jamison, Justin
Lavender, Tiffiny Laverack, Adrian Lewinski, Natasha Lewis, Christine Maudy, John Morris, Nuuna, Danielle O'Brien, Jim
Olsson, Sam Poursh, Cliff Sheldrake, Emma Sheldrake, Starr, Maxine Stibbe, Margaret Underdown, Chris Williams, Simon Won
2006 Carnival Exhibition CBD Brisbane
2005 "The Doors" Brisbane Power House with Bree Amer,
Anthony Bennett, Cathy Bevis, John Clements, Robert Coleby, Natalie Cook,John Dahlsen, Design College of Australia, Donna
Gee, Mike Goldman, David Hinchliffe, Malcolm Hooper, Mary-Paula Ibrahim, Jan Jorgensen, Tracey Keller, Jack Kennedy,
Brett Lethbridge, Adrian Lewinski, Shane Macfarlane, Felicity Mason, Simon Mclean, Moorooka Day Service, John Morris,
Nuuna, Sammaneh Poursh, Christine Sheldrake, Cliff Sheldrake, Emma Sheldrake, Maxine Stibbe Margaret Underdown, Pam
Walpole & Simon Wong
2005 Jasu Gallery Brisbane
2005 Churchie Emerging Art Prize (Finalist)
2005 "Exposed" Jasu Gallery Brisbane
2003 "Following the Sun" Fox Galleries with Louis Ricaud / Michael Ciavarella
2002 "Indian Summer" Grosvnor on George with John Dahlsen
2002 "Transformations" Fox Galleries with Louis Ricaud and Mark Davies
2001 "Third Annual Eclectic" Fox Galleries Brisbane
2001 "Recent Paintings" Port Office Hotel Brisbane
2001 "Colours of the Bay" Fox Galleries Brisbane with Louis Ricaud
2000 "Annual Eclectic" Fox Galleries Brisbane with Louis Riquad, Anthony Lister, John Dahlsen.
1992 "Art and Soul" Brisbane Art Directors McWhirters Art Space Fortitude Valley
1990 "Art and Soul" Brisbane Art Directors Waterfront Place Brisbane
1990 "Group Showing' Queensland Art Gallery Grey Street South Brisbane
1989 "Art and Soul" Brisbane Art Directors Riverside centre Brisbane
1989 "Logan Art Award" Logan City
1988 "Logan Art Award" John Paul College Logan City
1988 "Fusions Gallery Brunswick Street Fortitude Valley
1987 "Aberdare Art Prize' Ipswich
1989 Logan Art Award (Certificate of Merit Award) Judged by Doug Hall, Queensland Art Gallery Director
1975 Royal National Art Prize (Highly Recommended)
1972 Ipswich Open Portrait Prize (Outright winner) Portrait of Shane
1972 Ipswich Open Art Prize (Outright Winner)

Reviews, Print and Articles

Fryer Library Manuscripts, University of Queensland (Current)
My Village News 2019
The Chronicle July 2007
The Courier Mail 28th of August 2006"
A time to Listen, A Time to Speak Out" Ken Green 2006
Australian Art Collector July 2006
Art Almanac August 2006
Art Almanac July 2006
Gatton Star February 2006
ABC Television "Stateline" 19th and 20th of August 2005
Felicity Mason "Arts for Arts Sake" August 2005
Redcliffe Herald April 2005
Australian Art Collector April 2005
Sassy Magazine October 2004
MacIntyre Gazzette October 2004
The Gympie Times 7th of July 2004
Peter Dobe Composes "Shorelines" for the "Shorelines" Exhibition Gympie Flute and electronic July 2004
Fassifern Gaudian 9th of April 2004
Rim FM Margaret Opperman April 2004
News Mail Bundaberg 27th of January 2004
News Mail Bundaberg 24th of January 2004
News Mail Bundaberg 16th of January 2004
Coastline Tourist January 2004
The Arty Farty Show 21st of January 2004
Sea FM 93.1 January / February 2004
My Village News 2019
Northern News 2006
Art Almanac 200
3Fox Galleries 2006
ABC Radio Wide Bay January 2004
Eyeline Calendar 2004
Half Arts Noosa Community Radio November 2003
Noosa News 5th of December 2003
Noosa News 7th of August 2003
Hervey Bay Observer 28th of January 2003
Antiques and Art in Queensland November to March 2002 to 2003 edition
Brisbane News 7th August 2002
Whats Hot Sunday Mail 18th of August 2002
Hervey Bay Observer May 2002
Art and Antiques in Queensland July to November edition 2002
Life Magazine Courier Mail Saturday April 20th 2002

Interviews, Connections and Conversations

2024 24th of June Interview with Noosa Radio http://www.noosa.radio/ with Maxine Stibbe Broadcast Live Australia Wide
2024 May. Interview with Bronwyn Holm about the new book "Kathmandu Taxi'
202414th of March . Letter from Brisbane Lord Mayor Adrian Schrinner about the Marion Barter Postcards.
2024 January. Meets with Sally Leydon to discuss help and directions with fund raising to discover more of the path that Marion Barter ( The Lady Vanishes) took before disappearing without a trace more than 27 years ago.
2023 31st of December New years eave Meeting and discussions with Professor Boonchuay Doojai, Visiting Lecturer, MCU, Chiang Mai and Dr Chitchanok Tupthai, MA English, CMRU, Phd Buddhism, MCU CM Chiang
2023 July. Heading North Interview with Nittaya Inphirut
20226th of June. Letter from Prince Charles about the Tide Line book.
2021 23rd of November, Letter from Brisbane Lord Mayor Adrian Schrinner about the Tide Line book.
2004 22nd of January News Mail Bundaberg
2004 January Australian Broadcasting Corporation Wayne Shearman Wide Bay
2003 August The Arty Farty Show Noosa Community Radio
2003 November Half Arts Vanessa Brown Noosa FM 101.3

"A Sound Like Rain' Text and Works in progress. 2024
"Heading North" ISBN 979-8-89184-849-8 Release date 10-10-2023
“Undercurrent. The Other Brush Twenty Years Later.' 2023 ISBN 979-8-89184-596-1
“The Art of Don Hill” Contemporary works 2002 - 2006" First edition 2023 ISBN 978-1-64713-946-9
"Changing Perspectives’ 2021 ISBN 978-1-63848-509-4
“Tide Line” third edition 2021 ISBN 978-1-64826-235-7
“Remnant” second edition 2022 / 2023 ISBN 978-1-64713-493-8
“Tide Line” second edition 2020 ISBN 978-1-64826-235-7
“Rainmaker” 1st Edition 2019
“Accelerator” 2019 ISBN 978-1-64606-420-5
“A Shifting Tide” 2020 ISBN978-1-64786-877-2
"A time to Listen, A Time to Speak Out" Ken Green 2006
"Footsteps of the Fools" 2002 - 2023 ISBN 0-646-46269-5 Release to be announced
‘Kathmandu Taxi’ 2024 ISBN979-8-89443-911-2


State Library of Queensland
National Library of Australia
Ipswich City Library
Brisbane City Council Libraries
Parliamentary Library of Queensland
State Library of New South Wales
Parliamentary Library of New South Wales
Faculty of Art, Chiang Mai University Thailand
Parliamentary Library, Parliament House, Canberra ACT
Chiang Mai University Library
University of Port Harcourt Library Nigeria
Aurora University Library , Illinois, United States
Brigham Young University Library , United States
Painting and Sculpture Collections: Brisbane Sydney Melbourne Canberra United States Switzerland

Historical Information
2024 “Kathmandu Taxi” ISBN979-8-89443-911-2
2024 Revisits his past experiences in Far North Queensland and commences work on the Oasis book and set of paintings of the same title.
2023 Meets with Professor Boonchuay Doojai, Visiting Lecturer, MCU, Chiang Mai and Dr Chitchanok Tupthai, MA English, CMRU, Phd Buddhism, MCU CM Conversation about the changing face of modern art and how Heading North came about. Presents several books for the Chiang Mai University Art Faculty.
2023 "Undercurrent' ISBN 979-8-89184-596-1 New book with works using sustainable materials such as Bamboo and Banana Trunk.
This book is a Supplement to The Art of Don Hill, Contemporary Works 2002 to 2006
2023 "Heading North' ISBN 979-8-89184-849-8 A new book with new adventures Released November 2023
2023 The Art of Don Hill / Contemporary Works 2002 to 2006 ISBN 978-1-64713-946-9
2021 Changing Perspectives / ISBN 978-1-63848-509-42020
A Shifting Tide / ISBN 978-1-64786-877-22020
Tide Line / ISBN 978-1-64826-235-72019 Starts the Tide Line project with Dr John Dahlsen 2019
Don Hill Contemporary 2002 to 2006 / ISBN 978-1-64713-946-92019
The Rainmaker / ISBN 978-1-64713-493-8 2019
‘Accelerator” / ISBN 978-1-64606-420-52018 Starts work on the Accelerator book2017
Writes Don Hill “About Seascapes” 2017 first edition (unpublished)
2017 Writes “Amphora” Part 1 (unpublished)
2016 2017 Establishes “The Teak House Studio" in Chiang Mai Thailand.
2015 Discovers the field of Debris at Bruce Bay New Zealand
2008 / 2009 Travels Thailand collects material for new body of work
2008 Travels to India and Nepal. Formulates ideas, sketches and photography for “Siddhartha’s Land”
2008 “Vipassana” Goes solo mountain bicycle riding in Nepal, the Himalayas and Mustang
2007 2008 Writes "Kathmandu Taxi' during the Nepal Civil War and Deposition of the King 
2007 Mountain Hill Station Stay in Darjeeling 
2007 Travels to New Zealand for the first time and takes his favourite Repco mountain bike.  Re assembles it at Christchurch Airport then rides South looking for the Southern Alps.
2006 Starts writing the book “Straight out of London” ISBN 0646462695 ISBN 9780646462691
2005 Represented Marie Mizon Gallery Paddington Sydney
2004 Starts work on the “Rainmaker” project
2003 Works on solo exhibitions through the regional gallery circuit
2000,2004 Represented Fox Galleries Brisbane
1997 Travels in Thailand
1991-92 Involved in Group exhibitions for the Endeavour Foundation
1990 Residence at Metro Arts Brisbane
1990 Commissions for James Penny Interiors Brisbane
1990 Represented Hang Ups Gallery Brisbane
1990 Group Showing Queensland Art Gallery Grey Street South Brisbane
1988/91 Becomes involved in several group exhibitions in Australia and Japan
1989 Certificate of Merit Logan Art Award
1976 RNA Highly Recommended for Still Life
1975 Returns to Australia via Bombay and Singapore.
1975 Stays the remainder of time in the UK with sculptor Stuart Williamson at 16 Belsize Crescent1
1975 Arrives back in London without enough money to catch the tube back to 16 Belsize Crescent
1975 Travels Yugoslavia1975 Hitch hikes throughout southern and central Europe.1974″Magic Bus” three days in hell to Greece
1974 Lives, works and paints in London in Belsize Village during IRA bombings
1974 Settles in 16 Belsize Crescent North London1974 Travels to and hitch hikes Wales, Scotland and Orkney Islands.
1974 Stays with Carl Groszmann (deceased) at Tittenhurst Park Studios while he writes and records “A Dose of Rock and Roll”,
1973 Purchases Bicycle and rides it from London to Lands End in Cornwall in Ugg boots.
1973 Arrives in London.
1973 Sees Frank De Silva and Arch Graton alive for the very last time
1973 Field Trips to Boonah and the Scenic Rim with Frank De Silva
1973 Encouraged and inspired by Arthur Evan Reid to travel to Europe and England to undertake further studies inmodern and traditional art
1972 Has day classes with Merven Moriarty at “Garowie” 59 White Hill Road Residence and Adelaide Street Brisbane.
1972 First Prize: Ipswich Open Art Prize for Portraiture (portrait of Shane)
1972 First Prize: Ipswich Open Art Prize for Still Life

1972 Water Colour Technique and characteristics with Charles Ludlow

Associations and Associates 

Don Hill is an Australian Contemporary Artist and Art Director

Associates and Contributors:
John Ferguson, Spicers (Fine Paper)
Tim Ferguson, Hutchinson Builders
John Berlese, Hutchinson Builders 
Robert Dunsmore, Professional Print Services
Jun Han, Professional Print Services
Kev MPFA, 
Dr John Dahlsen, Australian Environmental Artist
Dr Yuliana Kusumastuti, Journalist, Writer, Artist
Nittaya Inphirut,  Master of Arts
Brent Harvey,  Australian Artist
Paul Ching-Bor, American and Australian Artist
Michael Fox, Arts Accountant and Gallery Director 
Felicity Mason  Australian Actress 
Drawing and Drafting Brisbane, Wide format printers and Manufacturers 
Professor Boonchuay Doojai, Visiting Lecturer, MCU, Chiang Mai 
Dr Chitchanok Tupthai, MA English, CMRU, Phd Buddhism, MCU CM 
and also Lyn Williams (Widow) of Australian Artist Fred Williams.
Former Associate of: BAD Brisbane Art Directors
Spicers (Fine Paper)
Hutchinson Builders
PPS, Professional Print Services
Drawing and Drafting Australia
State Library of Queensland
Brisbane City Council
National Library Australia

Don Hill is a passive environmental activist who has been involved in the Australian Art Industry for many years.

Disclaimer: Whilst care has been  taken to present correct details and dates the author takes no responsibility for any error or omission. 
Release Date: 1st of October 2023 - ISBN 979-8-89184-596-1 Supplement to: The Art Of Don Hill Contemporary Works 2002 To 2006


When I was young I grew up surrounded by Colour.
This became my life from an early age and not at least starting to meet artists from around Australia thanks to the insistence and encouragement of my mother.Life was hard for our family as my father was a Coal Miner and mum was stay at home.In those days we had a limited lifestyle but my family survived and we lived in our own house in Ipswich.
Eventually I started to grasp the concept of using colour as a palette and fell in love with it.
I didn’t have any concept or interest in composition as it complicated things with the constraints of placement in a confined area.
Spontaneity was what I was interested in and still am.

So this is me. I cannot be anyone else as I trod on in this life and path and now writing for me has become a way to Catalogue and Survey works which may have sold, been stored or met with accidents and possible over painting.
The works from twenty years ago still hold currency even though they are mostly gone they are still acceptable today and with these new writings and this new book it becomes a supplement to“The Art of Don Hill, Contemporary Works 2002 to 2006.

Making works out of organic materials represents an idea of sustainability and although collection does not always go as planned it is a way to use products from Nature rather
than from a manufacturing factory.
The concept and idea may seem insignificant in the broader scale of planet Earth’s survival but it still represents an effort to turn the inevitable tide.
Although it has been many years my interest in Bamboo began in the early 2000's and although I cannot recall how this happened it may have come from reading an article about a couple who started a bamboo plantation in Northern New South Wales and were selling the shoots to restaurants.
Since 2015 I have been growing the Culms in Ipswich, Minden and North Thailand.

So this twist in the road is a departure away from the photographic work that I am known for.
I had been hoping to travel to some of the sub Antarctic Islands to continue my Micro Scapes but because of the Lockdowns during Covid and current circumstances this hasn't happened yet.

These new pieces are a refreshing change although they still has direct involvement with the sea and marine environs.
There is always something underlying that needs to be expressed and discussed especially when environmental issues are involved.
My photographic work on Micro Depictions of the landscape is still ongoing and developing.
I enjoy it.
The use gold leaf in the works is fundamental as it captures the beauty of moments, while other aspects show a persistence and other outside influences that became part of wanderings in the mid 1990's and earlier.

While the works are non objective each piece tells a story.
Perhaps of the past or the present.
One of the characteristic pieces titled "Night Watch” is composed of Bamboo Culm and has a three dimensional effect.
Its organic origin lends to the composition as well as painted aspects of this piece.

Undercurrent is a compulsion to create and become a story.

This ideal has no need to be sought. It happens.
It arrives and drives the participant to a further end and a new beginning..
The approach may seem unconventional and at times eccentric but this is what it should be made of not a preconceived concept derived from sketching or preplanning or any convention that is driven into our psyche during any process.
Don Hill 2023

Oil and Acrylic Paint on Box Board Stretcher with Gold leaf, Banana and Bamboo Fibre. 122x81.5cm

"Look up to the Stars' Oil and Acrylic paint on Box Board Stretcher 120 x 80cm 2023
A dream that came to me when I night dived at Flinders Reef Moreton Bay almost thirty years ago with Phil Feldman. As I looked upwards to the surface I could see the coloured fish in my torch lights and the movement of the back water from the reef stretch out in front of me with incredible vis and the shadows of the black abyss and sharks.

"Between the Wave' Oil and Acrylic Paint on Box Board Stretcher with Gold leaf, Bamboo. 81.5cm x 61.5
This painting represents the displacement of our lives with the currents flowing through them in times of uncertainty which are like the oceans. Unpredictable. Some moving with us and some moving in opposite directions. This work gave me direction on how to deal with recent events and keep going. Max Gimblett and Guy Warren gave me a purpose to continue.

"Moveable Bamboo Assemblage' The pieces can be rearranged to make new compositions. Acrylic Paint and Gold Leaf on Bamboo Culm. No Set Size 2023.

Substance and Substrates

As one looks at the works a reaction is evoked.
It speaks Sustainable involvement in his art, as well as of method and process.
The works exhibit the complexity of his psyche and also something that questions what is happening in our times, in our lives.
Is art or what humans are doing at present actually sustainable or just something that sounds good.
His work sometimes shows a nervous approach in which there are instances of some uncertainty for a person with his experience.
This should not be the case as there is an honesty in the works with no preoccupation with the arrangements where colour has been
used unrestrained like flying prayer flags in the Loh Manthang morning Sun.
The abstractions beg examination as they are abstractions which express themselves so the viewer becomes aware that they
can be described as tactile interpretations of his life.
Overall as the process proceeds the arranged pieces may be moved, replaced or begun again.
This is the way of the world.
In this role of things that are or may be important in the works the substrate becomes an integral part of the puzzle which relates to his past
and the contact with sand, salt and water as well as the creatures that dwell in it.
Where does it come from? How is it collected? How is it is used? What is the end result? How will it be interpreted?
The delicate application of pigment directly onto the substrate material shows an empathy with process and Nature which others would find hard to replicate.
The pieces can be described as tribal primitive although do not relate to any one group as they are purely abstract.
If they do it is with the Abstract Expressionists of New York and the works of Paul Klee although he does not pursue any of these practitioners.
He states “It would be wonderful if Paul was still here so we could learn from him but this is not possible.” “So I rely on past words and directions
of Frank Di Silva and Arthur Evan Read to encourage me along this untrodden road that is me.’
There is no procrastination with his or this process. Just persistent spontaneity.
He learnt this many years ago as Frank drummed it into him and it has stayed for all these years.
When he has enough and enough material he uses it so that there is an outcome from this method.
Whether it is down at the waters edge to drink something fresh, by the sea or at a desert beach on location he inhales and breathes it out onto
the flat surface filled with found substrate.
There is something about the entrapment of some of the pieces in which we need to look beyond the obvious to
see what lies in between in our Undercurrent.
In this way we can re purpose discarded items to produce Objects De Art and continue our lives.
His aesthetic seems to be guided by something beyond thought with a direct connection to environment and a need to gather tubes of colour to decorate and embellish.
Paul Ching-Bor 2023

Written Contributions by American and Australian Artist, Water Colourist Painter Paul Ching-Bor
Paul Ching-Bor studied fine art at Guangzhou Fine Art University (China)
and Jing De Zhen Ceramic Institute (China).
2013 New Jersey State Arts Council Individual Artist Fellowship awarded in the discipline of Painting, by The New Jersey State Council on the Arts
2000 The Allied Artists of America 2000 Gold Medal of Honor Greg G. Thielen Memorial Award
1999 Watercolor USA 1999 Cash Award Prize
1998 The Allied Artists of America 1998 Silver Medal of Honor
1997 The Allied Artists of America 1997 Gold Medal of Honor; Newington Award for Best Painting, American Artists Professional League Annual Exhibition

Undercurrent (Further Reading)
Article by Nittaya Inphirut

The application of raw colour and the choice of substrates is critical to the works and makes a seduction of the mind and message to the viewer to take note and interest in them regardless where they came from or what they are about.
Watching the process is also part of the experience of how the works are (manufactured) and thought out as well as put together).
Composition is important but at no time does Hill set out to place items in any particular sequence.
He states that he had past that point many years ago and had no further need or interest to think about composition.
“This was no longer a consideration and when one continually considers it they stumble along the way without result’.
One of the new works “Look up to the Stars’ describes a Night Dive adventure into the Thermoclines of Flinders Reef off Cape Moreton.
There in the dark it was an unknown quantity of what would be encountered with an expectation that any contact would be with brightly coloured fish.
The water is exceptionally clear here with visibility up to and more than 30 metres.
His visual encounter is one of looking up to the surface and past the small swell of the Moonlit night.
The running current here comes directly off the Continental Shelf heading South to the inner shore of Moreton Island over Comboyuno and down over the wrecks.
His treatment of this piece shows ribbons of colour with a bright Cobalt and Ultramarine background.
Many years ago as a wanderer he would stay in one location until he became restless and moved on.
He muses his time spent at Clump Point watching the guardian Manta Ray glide up and down the length of the beach in its’s quest for food. “I could relate to it and I felt the same way.’ “Hungry’
At that time it was a life with no time line or schedule.
“In some ways its fortunate that I have lived like this so I can describe my experiences with a painted surface instead of being a prisoner in the Undercurrent that we dwell in.

Nittaya Inphirut

Environmental Artist, Activist, Don Hill 2024
  • Brisbane, Queensland, Australia