Today we went up to Maleny and Mount Mellum to visit Ken and once again be spellbound by all his amazing paintings.
It was windy but sunny and the Glasshouse Mountains were superb, seeming to be right there in one's grasp. The bare Eryrithrinas were covered in newly emerging red buds and flowers. So graceful.
The early works of the Boyd Family and John Perceval were unique. So close and real. No moulds, only fingers and love.
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