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Distance Passed

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Distance Passed is an abstract landscape painted by the Western Australian artist, Kitty Robertson.

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The feeling of this piece came from my time working as an archaeologist in the far north of Western Australia. It is an old land up there – remote and lonely.
At the time I had terrible insomnia; a haze fugue enveloped my days and an unsettling detachment stole my nights. In this state I fell into deep contemplation of the human experience. I thought of lives long gone and felt the weight of emptiness left in their place. Scars in the landscape. There was an overwhelming sorrow in my heart – a grief for what we have lost to time – a disconnect with past and an isolation in the present.
I spent much time staring out into the endless nothing. Sitting in the place where lives no longer lived. I reached out with all my senses but the triumph of time was complete and the landscape before me only scratched at my mind and gouged a hollow in my heart.

 

Distance Passed

Kitty Robertson

AUD$550
Size: 61w x 91h x 4d cms
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Acrylic, plaster, and sand on canvas

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Distance Passed

About Art

Distance Passed is an abstract landscape painted by the Western Australian artist, Kitty Robertson.

From Artist

The feeling of this piece came from my time working as an archaeologist in the far north of Western Australia. It is an old land up there – remote and lonely.
At the time I had terrible insomnia; a haze fugue enveloped my days and an unsettling detachment stole my nights. In this state I fell into deep contemplation of the human experience. I thought of lives long gone and felt the weight of emptiness left in their place. Scars in the landscape. There was an overwhelming sorrow in my heart – a grief for what we have lost to time – a disconnect with past and an isolation in the present.
I spent much time staring out into the endless nothing. Sitting in the place where lives no longer lived. I reached out with all my senses but the triumph of time was complete and the landscape before me only scratched at my mind and gouged a hollow in my heart.