THIS AIN’T TEXAS

This ain’t Texas - you better run, you better take cover. Coz we are bred differently here in the land down under. Mouths that taste the red dirt dust and blood; heated by blue endless skies. Smothered in flies and grit, we flit; through wide open spaces. Our wildlife a plenty, a mob of Roos; 10-20, is a common sight and mode of flight as we muster up the stock wherever they stand. Beware of the cowgirls with whips in hands as they bound fearlessly across this great southern land - remember, this ain’t Texas.

- Textured acrylic on canvas panel board