90 cm x 60 cm, oil paints on board.
Date produced: March 2017 - August 2018.
The tree's scientific name: Ficus Macrophylla
Common name: Moreton Bay Fig Tree (an Australian native tree, but not native to this region)
Location: The tree is located in the maintained Park Lands that surround the city of Adelaide in South Australia. It is in the Park Lands directly between the city of Adelaide and North Adelaide, in a section called "Angas Gardens".
I find a lot of beauty and interest, and gain immense inspiration from the natural world around me. This painting tries to capture a single experienced view, just enjoying the colours, tones, forms, spaces, sounds, smells and general magic from being under the sunlit canopy of this Moreton Bay Fig tree, growing in the free public space of the Adelaide Park Lands. It felt special just to be close to such a huge living organism, with its amazing spread of massive boughs.
Trees are major natural elements growing amongst most human living environments (largely by human choice). They are homes, hunting grounds or temporary resting places for diverse populations of birds, small mammals, and insects ‘living in the wild’, and so provide opportunities for society-based people to ‘tap into’ the vitality of bolder, freer living. Trees also provide shade, oxygen, soothing white noise, charming bird calls, changing spectacles of light, colour and organic space, lovely ‘figurative’ organic forms, and often a ‘spiritual-like’ and peaceful sense of connection with the natural world. The appreciation of trees and the natural environments they provide are cross-cultural experiences, open to nearly all people. As models, trees naturally hold their ‘figurative poses’ for long spans of time and their ‘static nature’ easily allows for study through a range of seasons, times of the day, or various weather conditions.
This tree is a natural magnet for most people who walk past it, and there are many people who walk past it every day: many university students walking between residencies in North Adelaide and Adelaide University, city workers who live in North Adelaide, people who walk to work in the Melbourne Street area, and workers at the Women and Children's Hospital nearby. Many of these local people have expressed the view that this tree is 'the best tree in Adelaide'.
While working at the tree, I have met and seen many tourists from all over the world stop at the tree and take photographs of it. Common reactions to the tree are for people to want to climb in it, and to be photographed next to it. It is certainly a mighty organism, looking very healthy and strong, and growing in a prominent spot.
I first encountered this tree about 35 years ago in 1983, soon after moving to Adelaide, and I spent considerable time then doing some serious drawings of it. At that time it would have been about 105 -110 years old. After that span of 35 years, there seemed to have been very little change in the character of the forms of the tree. The tree seems to be going through a very stable time in its life.
I realised when I first came across the tree in 1983 that it was an excellent place to be at, but now I am seeing just how special that one tree is. It is a huge tree, with branching very close to the ground. Most people can easily get amongst its massive boughs and the spaces between them. That is something very unusual in itself. But the tree also has a vast network of twisting buttress roots sitting up from the ground that makes it feel like an inviting playground. Being close to the tree means being in a changed environment; heavily darkened by the thick canopy of rubbery leaves, surrounded by many active birds with tropical calls in the canopy, amongst pleasant earthy smells of rotting figs and decaying leaves, and an atmosphere where my senses seem to be heightened (there are masses of interesting details everywhere I look).
This was written while sitting under the canopy of the same tree, back in 1984:
At My Favourite Fig Tree
(written in 1984)
And now I’m at my favourite Moreton Bay Fig tree again.
I love that smell, that vibrant, rich, tangy, exotic smell of life. And even though the smell is strong, it certainly doesn’t annoy like many manufactured smells do. To get the smell properly, you have to sit here for a while and really breathe it into your nostrils.
The large size of the tree structure is always refreshing. Even the cries of the birds here are exotic, clear, confident, evocative of rainforest stillness. There is a wonderful feeling of cosiness here, sitting inside, under its huge spread. To sit under the tree is like sitting in a self-enclosed, unique environment. In many ways it is just too much.
Everywhere there is health, peace of mind, a tremendous sensibility, and too much of an intangible “something” here to be able to write a lot about it. The environment here is subtle and free with all the mystery of life, all the grandeur of life.
There is no confusion here; not in my mind. It also seems to speak to me. It can tell me what is real, what is worth doing, what is good, what is laughable.
A little fruit fly flies out into a patch of sunlight and then seems to disappear again.
There is moss on the huge zig-zagging buttress roots.
The ground is littered with decaying leaves, decaying fruit, twigs, bark and aroma.
Some of the leaves on the ground have little pools of water trapped within them, and within these little pools would be micro worlds of minute animals, etc.
Such is the richness of life!