





Bottom of Wentworth Falls
At the foot of the falls, mist rises in silvery strands, catching the last light of day and scattering it into a soft, prismatic glow. A fleeting rainbow emerges through the spray — a quiet, luminous gift against the dark, mossy forest below. The rockface looms above, streaked with rich reds and weathered shadows, bearing witness to millennia of water and wind. This painting captures a rare moment of magic and stillness in the raw, untamed beauty of the Blue Mountains.
Medium: Oil on Canvas
Frame: No
Dimension (cm): 40 × 30
Edge: Yes
Stretcher: Fat
At the foot of the falls, mist rises in silvery strands, catching the last light of day and scattering it into a soft, prismatic glow. A fleeting rainbow emerges through the spray — a quiet, luminous gift against the dark, mossy forest below. The rockface looms above, streaked with rich reds and weathered shadows, bearing witness to millennia of water and wind. This painting captures a rare moment of magic and stillness in the raw, untamed beauty of the Blue Mountains.
Medium: Oil on Canvas
Frame: No
Dimension (cm): 40 × 30
Edge: Yes
Stretcher: Fat