Cradle Mountain rises like a cathedral of stone—jagged, ancient, and impossibly still. From its lesser-seen southern side, Ian captures not just the grandeur but the gravity of the landscape. Snow clings to the peaks, shadows stretch across the slopes, and a deep hush seems to settle over the canvas. It’s a portrait of wilderness untamed—a place that doesn’t need to shout to leave its mark.
Medium: Oil on Canvas
Frame: No
Dimension (cm): 60 x 50
Edge: No
Stretcher: Thin
Cradle Mountain rises like a cathedral of stone—jagged, ancient, and impossibly still. From its lesser-seen southern side, Ian captures not just the grandeur but the gravity of the landscape. Snow clings to the peaks, shadows stretch across the slopes, and a deep hush seems to settle over the canvas. It’s a portrait of wilderness untamed—a place that doesn’t need to shout to leave its mark.
Medium: Oil on Canvas
Frame: No
Dimension (cm): 60 x 50
Edge: No
Stretcher: Thin
