I was putting the finishing touches to the Yellow-footed Rock Wallaby painting and leafing through some old photographs – not from when I took the reference for this painting – but from an earlier visit when my parents took me out to Oz on one of those ‘once in a lifetime’ trips.


Can’t remember quite how old I was (pre-school) but I was just getting into horse riding in the UK and so when I got the offer to go riding down-under I jumped at the chance.

It’s not as difficult as it looks, but that’s probably due to my light weight then, maybe too much even for a big-red-roo now!